Enter The Poet - With A Little Zip
The sun sets,
the shadows grow,
streetlights,
the noise of rushing traffic, honking car horns,
too tired to cook; let's order some delivery tonight.
Enter The Poet - Holding Onto Brighter Expectations
I have this hope that each day and each year will be better and brighter than the one which preceded it; the years have not met my expectations and have not stopped moving forward, but neither have my hopes.
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