Enter The Poet - Apprehensive of Loss
I have pondered over the plains of existence, and have wondered about the cost.
I do not understand my source of resistance; because I know that nothing is lost.
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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