I am peering
Into the clearing
And hearing
My thoughts disappearing
And fearing
The next year
That is nearing
My eyes are tearing
And I am having a snaring
Feeling
With which I am dealing.
Slowly the world will begin healing
I am hoping, and coping
Now.
Nothing is going
To hold us down.
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