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Captives of the Calendar
Captives of the Calendar
David J Walker
And so goes your calendar
January nearly gone
With another new dawn
Approaching
Just beyond the encroaching
Morning sun
To me, this today is forever
never new and
The night will never grow older as
The passing of the suns and moons
The equinox grows colder
This today will never be done
Freeing the captives of the calendars
From the obligation
Of artificial precision
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