And so it begins.
Integrity maintained.
Diligence due.
Asleep at the wheel, awaken anew.
I’ve not lost my will.
Survive with a few.
Lapping up life, warm butchered stew.
Today is the day.
Yesteryear passed.
High hopes for tomorrow?
Alas.
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*Poetry by your’s truly.
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