The Man

Posted: January 31, 2014 in Micro-Story, Science Fiction
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I met an unusual man today

Outside the bank of dreams

He was quite old, and spoke in very low tones

He told me that he knew me

He saw the pathway of my life

But my eyes had never met him before

Hard to see his face, and never caught his name

He said he had a message, my life had better change

This was my last chance

To find and hold on to love

He said I had wasted all of my other chances

Too cavalier in my recent past

But he said there was one more coming

And if I ruined this, well, that was it

I’d live the rest of my life alone

But if I loved, nurtured and treasured

With my true heart

I’d never  see him again

That was fine with me

He did not seem like a friend

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