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the day hours passing endlessly as the day wanes on; moving along ainlessly maneuvered like a pawn. watching as the game unfolds for the very move to see what the future holds what gets us in this groove? the sky, it turns in shade from blue to starry black as the mem'ries fade what holds the story back? seeing for eternity hearing screams of fear ready to go willingly as the end is drawing near. |
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this is a visual poem and unfortunately i think loses some of its effect due to our restrictions with font here. however, it is helpful to see this poem in regular stanzas as it has been a long time otherwise. enjoy
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