The Evermore

Today would be a good day
To get me outta this
To take me, once reshapen,
Into a land of bliss

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Full of living with
No regard for pangs and pricks
You know, the ones, the kind
You can’t kick up against

Confined to this place
Has left me weary to the floor
I know, it is well doing,
And I shall reap forevermore

dorothy’spage © 2019 D. E. Young

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