Each day-a struggle day,
Each day-a dream day,
Each day-a truthful day,
In each day I think,
In each day I write,
In each day I discover
Who I am, where I am.
Where am I?
I ask myself just
At the beginning
Of each day.
Who am I?
You are to know
At the end of each day.
I realise
My own status,
No matter
There or here.
I have beautiful thoughts,
I have beautiful time,
And I try to write
With truthful words.
True, I care not
Anyone else
But the truth.
And my love,
It is you.
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