I sensed my time was complete
No more to play out so discrete
And I have played with heart
With no more to set me apart
So a new adventure beckons me
And I wonder in time what it will be
For as you wander in this life
There will always be strife
My page is turned so clean
To be written in a code pristine
And to understand where I stood
Giving more than I think I could.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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