there are no days of
innocence left for
me to experience,
nor are there any days
left for future fantasies
to be experienced
whether enjoyed or not;
just days of remembering
some of which can be
found to be satisfying
while others are not and
never will be that way;
sleep comes easily as
does the passing of days
and soon no more will
there be and I will have
no reason to recall or
recollect and briefly
ponder that which might
have been done just
a little bit differently.
29Jan16
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