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08:30
At 08:30 my alarm did go off
and yet I did not stir for an hour
angry with myself I lept to my chair
ready to start the day
but wait...
What will this new day hold?
if not more work... solitude... routine
Thoughts of futility banished
I made my way to wash.
Who is this old man in the mirror?
What has he done with his life?
How will he be remembered?
Will he be remembered?
Only time will tell...
Published 27th Jun 2012
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- Edited 16th May 2018 7:35pm
27th Jun 2012 4:11pm
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27th Jun 2012 5:24pm
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5th Jul 2012 8:30am
I find myself saying the same thing as the years go by. I can actually feel what you write.
Great job, and welcome to the forum!
Great job, and welcome to the forum!