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The Will in Wanting
And blank, he swirls through all the more;
Through words to be, or future's spore.
Willed to action but dragged behind,
Awake he dreams of a wonderful mind.
Time is lost if not spent
And love is wept if it isn't lent.
But our time is dreamt, or under rent
And our love is kept in wanting.
What will awaits a flailing head
That prays to hit a loving bed?
What glory lies in sullen eyes
That plead the thoughts left unsaid?
Should 'spend' be 'spent' or
Should 'spend' be 'spent' or is my comment
an example of a predictable nondiscerning view
I hope you are surviving in what is reported
to be the most covid draconian country
No you're absolutely right.
No you're absolutely right. Good catch!
Getting back to normal now with the spicy cough.