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Poem – Grief
The day is new, Cool, wet, and Ancient. Nostalgia Weighs heavy Upon my breast. I feel loss And a sense of Currentness, As if no Past or Future Exists. I know, Inexorably, That this, Like the dawn, Will pass with Time. Though time itself Seems nonexistent, I’m keenly aware That my experience Does not alter Reality.