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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Poem 361: Almost there

I'm almost at the place I goaled to reach;
the height I aimed to touch;
the end I planned to write.

I'm walking now along these final days,
basking in their flames,
encouraged, keeping pace.

I've sought so long after this valued prize.
So bent I've been to win.
My heart's been set on it.

Now much time's passed; I'm almost there.
The finale is at hand.
The end has almost come.

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