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Sunday, September 27, 2015

From observation and experience


Hiding behind urgent beats,
Drawing precious life from song;
Unfortunately, for us,
Two rights often make a wrong.

Counted syllables per line,
Verse devoid of will to live:
The world will take what it can!
We've infinite love to give.

Scratching heads, and pen and ink;
Alternating gloom and mirth;
Living long on foreign breath;
Finally witnessing birth.

Cold and wet, it's mewling cries;
But the reward's ours to keep --

At the end of labour's night,
Until next time, blissful sleep.

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