All I Can Give
As the sun sets
and the moon reigns and rules
our past bets become
futile pursuits and die as the
days are ticked on our calendars
marking our ascent into heaven
Holier than the morning song
and scarier than unpromised dawn
a flower blooms again
and life has met its adversary
where no one is meant to live
a source of misconception
is all I can give
as we learn our lessons
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