Time Grows Short

This document states that obviously
Death is always a contingency
Sign here, it’s the final formality,
The acceptance of your mortality

The risks have been assessed politely,
Survival is a probability
Happiness while not a certainty
Will at least remain a possibility

I’ve built the foundation incrementally
All the decisions are made with finality
The path now shines with perfect clarity
As the final days pass by deliberately

As I examine my spirituality
And consider my doubts so patiently
The Universe has shared so graciously
Lessons to promote my individuality

I believe I will understand eventually
The reason for my life of incongruity
but for now I accept the end so gratefully
As my dysphoria reaches it’s finally.

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