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Nobody Came
Soaked with sweat and filled with fear, he rose quickly in his bed.
The dream he’ d had the night before so real inside his head.
Every image, every emotion
the night’s hours left behind were clear as crystal in his memory, forever engraved upon his mind.
He could still see his lifeless body,
a silken pillow ‘neath his head . . . what should have been a room of mourners was an empty room, instead.
No one to stand, no one to speak, no words of love, no prayers. No flowers with cards of sympathy. Just empty tables, empty chairs.
The details of those scenes; his body cold and all alone . . . the realization that nobody came chilled him to the bone.
How could this have happened? Not one person came to grieve? Of all the people in my life, was no one sad to see me leave?
Were all my years a waste of time? Did my life not have worth?
Were there no hearts or lives I touched? Did I leave no footprint here on earth?
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