as my night ends
another's day dawns
and laurels will fall from brows
and roses will bloom for their moment
and as another's night ends
yet another's day will climb
on and on until there are
no more nights and no more days
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Thursday, March 19, 2015
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