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By PoetBlack

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As I sit and think and drink my tears of grief and sorrow sorrow for the days of my good fortune are ended and so my thoughts lead me to wonder what will the new days bring Will times tell of better day of cool autumn breezes and higher heights to climb or warmer summer with balmy days by the oceans will the well of wealth return return new unto me again or have I begun my decent into the belly that dark place with its smell of resentment the stinch of poverty and corrupt is this my new abode For I have known the way of the righteous and I have seen the way of the sinner and I am neither but I stand in the midst of both So my ways will lead me to follow either path... Written October 22nd, 2001 © on Oct 21 2001 10:57 PM PST   0 • 10

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