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Feb 2020
I've hit that crossroad in my life where that,
I am happy to still be here but,
I would also be just as happy if I weren't.

I've climbed the most intimidating mountains.
I've tread the waters of the angriest rage tossed sea.

"Out to pasture" is where I feel my presence in life has landed me.
Sage, and aged is the curse of the neglected.

Like a morning bird's serenade,
I sing my beautiful unique melody to no one but myself.
My only regret is that I wish that I had a bird that sang a memorable morning's serenade in tune with me.
TheConcretePoet
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TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
(Isle of Poet)   
23
     Hiruni Nimasha and Cné
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