Contempo
By sight and sound and might I see them things
Nor blindness spite can't not fulfill me dreams
Come rain, some shine, and blank stare in the wall
I find no mess or time to see them crawl
Will death or life or try make hard work end,
or love or hate seek it to be thee friend?
"Hi there, good bye." Him be all gone tomorrow,
today was late and bygone full no sorrow
Step on these waits to be all sorry dear
Man or not mine, me in thine and us all clear
-Jess
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