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May 2021
It was the last day
It was the final choice made
And somehow things
Remained the same
Always the search
An endless aray of light
That keeps the night at bay
How come these things
Remain
Never given the choice of change
Sometimes things just seize to be
Holding onto
what never can be
And if the choice did wait
Would all but stay
or change anyway
Keep believing in
One day
Written by
FredErick le Roux  M/south africa
(M/south africa)   
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