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Beyond the Draw

Laboring in obscurity
my dog forgets my name
The hours pass, the moments fade
with every day the same

My faith a light that dwindles
belief the final straw
In darkness splayed, my hope betrays
—no luck beyond the draw

(The New Room: June, 2022)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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