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Unrelenting Sadness Knocks
Once again unrelenting sadness knocks at my door, Like the inveterate seeker of my generous charity Calls on others like me and always demanding more. Could it be that I am a lone favored mark to score? And I am deigned to entertain gloom incessantly Once again, unrelenting sadness knocks at my door. Would that I could be like others who in autumn soar And, seeing in falling leaves, they hope abundantly, Calls on others like me and always demanding more. I find at autumn’s advent a bitter chilling to the core Rising to the level of self-uncontrolled ascendancy, Once again, unrelenting sadness knocks at my door Every year I have vowed I’ll not suffer again, I swore, But this annual sadness I cannot explain from infancy Calls on others like me and always demanding more. Worse still, I have become a nauseous, weary boor, Complaining and whining that this SAD has primacy. Once again, unrelenting sadness knocks at my door Calls on others like me and always demanding more. written October 30, 2021
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