All my days,
All my sojourn,
None do I know,
None, can I tell,
Dawn chauffeurs my existence,
Nightfall retracts me into my chamber,
The passage that my feet find,
I navigate,
The route that dawn heralds,
I walk,
I envisage better days,
I keep hope alive,
As I anticipate heaven's kiss.
February 17, 2023.
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