forgoten projects

Unfinished projects 
Just sit on the shelf
Collecting dust like that old elf 
Remnants from an obsession now gone 
Now barley gazed upon 
It's not the first of its kind 
No not by a bit
But it's also far from last
Of the projects ill quit
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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