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Jun 2
Lions of focus
Smile and deed, a roar the better behalf
Integrity is a waiting game, for honor rests
In the land, waiting on a heed, to laugh:

Sour wishes have a little more time, than is...
Stoic in the give and take
We welcome a light of providence, to this
Host a briefer goal than silence, and you will dream my sake...

Habit in the halt of another sunny day...
Eat your fill, the rest of a knowing hate
Has found many in the service of any
The liberty it took to air the ordeal, we fate...

With a seemly finish, the tooth of integrity
Is here to stay, saying the obvious to a wall?
Pity for a salt, is better than a love of longevity...?
By any wager of flesh made, especially when a world is about to fall

In love, with a star...
Remorse and the silence anew, we note the prayer like a shame
Saviors and stead, to accumulate a scent of survival on far
Patiently yours, as if a lucre was the first to name...

Do you want this all to end?
In the turn of seasons into a walk of simplicity, enthroned
By the service of communion, we dote is a reason enough to lend
A unity in the dare of a lifetime, that has a heart for its own?
Each their own, and some rot...
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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