under the
fade of the days light
he
constantly wonders what
surprises
tomorrow might bring
what faces
he will encounter
knowing he
is still and unmoved
darkness
creeps
like a cat
sneaking up
on it's owner
hoping to
play when there is nothing
to distract
the mind momentarily
no matter
how much thought
he has had
today
money he has
spent
or made this
week
nothing can
be concluded...
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