The clock strikes
Another day of my life
The twelfth hour
I grow that much older,
That much wiser –
Falling into the same traps.
That much stronger,
As I’m brought to my knees again
That much more blind
That much more weary
Ever optimistic
While age marches
To the staccato beat
Of a drum












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First light,
Cursed be!
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