no gatekeepers hearing the words one would speak--
an effort to achieve fails where one falls to lie
on a scorching ground where all but the hardiest die--
and even the hardiest have limited time to give chase
to leave a mark winds would be slow to erase--
all collapses on these diminishing days
where no achievement remains--and no one stays...
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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