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Sepia Musing
THE VOICE SO WEAK AND SO IT CRACKS
GENTLE THE SOUND OUT POUR SO SWEET
THE AGE UNKNOWN FOR LIFE IMPACTS
THE DAY GROWS COLD AND LACKS THE HEAT
TO SEE THE DOG AND FEED THE TREAT
MUNDANE IS LIFE WHEN COMES THE FUN
TO WAGE THE WAR THE DAILY GRIND
TOO SHORT IS TIME UNDER THE SUN
I WISH TO SEE THE WATCH AND WIND
TO SETTLE FOR THE GIFT SO KIND
AND FROM WITHIN I RALLY STRENGTH
PUSH ON AND WAIT FOR EARLY MORN
I FIGHT LIKE HELL TO KEEP ARM'S LENGTH
TO TRUELY KNOW WHY ONE IS BORN
EMBRACE LOVE NOW AND NEVER MOURN!
