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I Write Poetry

the road is taking shape
the path becoming more clearer
there is change coming in the air
the winter winds which blew colder
are feeling far more warmer

no longer willing
for conditions to become right
what hoped for never came
wasted plans and wasted years
turned the hair on my head more gray

so there's no more time to waste
the future is now and it's not promised
must make haste set my sights
on a new horizon one which shines bright

but for how long will that shine last
before it dims causing me to flinch
bemoaning my fate of
another opportunity wasted

 
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