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Shelby Ensign Feb 2020
Judge me gently,
Oh, passing time,
For I’ve yet to learn
Your resilience.
I long to let go,
And live, and thrive,
But am far too generous
In my lenience.
And all these words,
Though honest and true,
Sadly no result will bring;
For I know that it’s
Me
Who has to act
If peace I desire to sing.
Shelby Ensign Feb 2020
My heart breaks for those
It hasn’t even loved
Experiences
It hasn’t even had
I feel the loss
Though I’ve never know the gain
And it’s in these moments
I realize
The loneliness

Is eating away

— The End —