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We all go home to die

                   
                                   
                           
Half Moon Beach, soft sand under my feet          
Gloucester Massachusetts,  
my resting place in peace                                   
                                   
And how fortuitous that I am bipolar        
I never give up!          
         
Last day on the listing page                
I hit the lottery, affordable housing              
in Boston, is contrary.                
           
Witchy women am I                            
                                   
7 beaches moving to Essex county          
It is my destiny, my dying wish        
with Salem, right down the street            
~spooky~                               
         
Wildlife and nature at my fingertips    
what’s this, happiness?                                
could be.
Written by Zazzles (Broomie)
Published | Edited 2nd Nov 2024
Author's Note
I am not dying anymore than anyone else is, as far as I know ♥️
I was born in Boston, and am going back to Boston, for my last move.
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