and
another
day
comes
to a close
and
feeling
a little sad
sadness
comes
blowing
through
the trees
hear
it coming
from
far off
like
someone
running
away from
a
problem not so big
sounds
like trouble
from
far off
the
closer it gets
the
trees
threatening
it seems
only
wind though powerful
only
the mind
blowing
no answers
though
questions pile
up
like dry leaves
and
no one
can
make them all go away
it’s
quite an odd year
and
strange
conversation
keeps
following
wherever
he is
standing
high up
on
this cliff
and
he’d never jump
but
he might slip and fall
nothing
concluded. . .
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