Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Alone, each unwinds life’s tale, until
its hour, dour line of broken rhyme
thread of Theseus, lines of words
guiding through our maze of solitude
bewildering passages, dark designs
intermittent light, to finally overcome
battles that we must have won
to slay the Minotaur of mortality, housed in us.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 3/18/2012 Costa Rica