There will never be Enough
Time to write
The Words
I had years to find
The calendar cycles onwards
Peddling its path
The birthdays, the milestones
Not for you
No more
Windswept winters
Sweating summers
Seasons stopped
I have now seen more years
Than you had
My brother, I wish
You could have had Enough
Oct 23, 2023
Oct 23, 2023 at 3:32 PM UTC
There will never be Enough
Time to write
The Words
I had years to find
The calendar cycles onwards
Peddling its path
The birthdays, the milestones
Not for you
No more
Windswept winters
Sweating summers
Seasons stopped
I have now seen more years
Than you had
My brother, I wish
You could have had Enough
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