sell
the business.
steer the boat south
to sunny
Florida.
where
so many go to die.
the game
is over.
the struggle.
the marriage has survived.
there's no reason to stay
in this old town
any longer,
nothing's
left behind.
time to ride out
the final years,
hand in hand,
sailing into the sunset,
with another
glass of wine.
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