Loss and Gain
They wait
for the promised
golden days
wth hope.
But in the shadows
some trembling
with fear.
On the same road
one going with hope,
another going shrunk
with anxieties.
One to lose most what he has,
another to gain more than
what he possesses.
To some
coming of the dawn,
some afraid
it is the coming
of dusk.
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