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Acting Through Language - 2026
At ten til two, some lie awake, Attending too sighs we ruminate; Ten and two, love drives to where sunlight hides and waits, Yet in pursuit, nights erode of what chance may make. Amending truths our tomorrows wake, And then the soon borrows the hours late. Despite red moons raising tides like fate, Attentive proof reminds of the coming breaks. We can never know of what tomorrow craves. Certainty can speak with gentle lips, for words to slate; What more can 2026 be other than its falling flake? Rationality adores the harvests they slickly take, And arrogantly still, I feel tomorrow's grip ought to be sold a bit too late. ’Tis but another tomorrow that hides among many tricks, where ideas apprehend our stakes. It’s with hope that follows the light that empties their mix, so plans can lessen the opaque. While tending to sleep to grow the want to wake, Let this be proof to find of what I may create; I can shape. The new year is all but a day, and with love I plague every chance I’m given to make new mistakes, And of the new choices yet to decay. 2026, I have hope for your ache.
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