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Relief

Here I sit In a fixed position I once stood Held your hand And did all that I could All that you would allow Yet some how Still you managed To take a final bow And though these days May not look to receive me Tell me why Your god seems not to love me In search for someone else To think better of me In my worst ways This letter scrubs my pain Who’s there to love me In these latter days Of fallen reign Days don’t comfort These years they seldom hurt me I’m lost within my burdened worth, see Life just does not love me Amongst this discussion My panel be Realistically In this world With no family Each day that passes A new dawn to handle ease Touch this phantom, please The same given hand That once took A coward from his knees I was there for you Why are you not here for me Visions Further than any one spectator seas I am as withered as dry leaves On fallen eves The weight on your shoulders Equals the tears amongst your sleeves Days don’t comfort These years they seldom hurt me I’m lost within my burdened worth, see Life just does not love me

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Date: 11/25/2021 11:25:00 AM
Theodore, nicely done. Concrete ... poem and edifice of poetry
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