A freakin poem.
Days gone by
Wells gone dry
I sit and write
Lost in the moment
to the moment
for a moment
tried and true
improvised…despised
lost along the way
by the way
which way
spices of life
Days gone by
Wells gone dry
I sit and write
waiting for my moment
waiting for the moment
wait for it…***moment***
Now for a new
lean and mean
refined…realligned
A different way
by the way
which way
rewards of living
spice of life
Days gone by
wells gone dry
I sit and write
myself at the moment
a selfish moment
strong in my moment
wretched and blue
estranged…maligned
Another way
by the way
which way
again alive
rewards to live for
spices of living
Days go by…

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