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For years,
I sought recognition,
Without asking why. ..

Holes,
Are just reminders,
Of what once was, …

Another grey foggy day.
A violin concerto,
Gently plays, …

When civilization is far away,
And eternal silence reigns,
Through never-ending days, …

Look inside,
Stare outside,
Gaze at reflections, …

Growing up,
My mother taught me,
To look straight ahead, …

I grew up,
Believing in beauty,
As espoused and described…

My most precious treasures,
Aren’t made of silver or gold.
But loyal, ordinary folk, …

Rock hard,
Emotionless,
Strong. …

Today I too,
Feel out of sorts.
Listlessly waiting, …

At day’s end,
Something magical,
Awakens within, …

As the years have passed,
Service has become,
A bidirectional need. …

A beautiful day.
Sunny and bright.
Yet I feel deflated, …

Sunny days,
Are not far away.
A few lingering weeks, …

I used to be afraid,
Of being unseen,
Unheard, alone. …

Start of a day,
Not often felt.
When horizons, …