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the longer I live
the more I can see
an ancient old soul
who dwells within me

a most reclusive friend
who waits patiently
for me to cease from my fighting
from my striving to be free

to get off my throne
and with humility see
that I’m not alone
that it’s not all just me

and soon we shall meet
as we follow this way
and once again we might walk
in the cool of the day

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2 Comments

  1. I love poems that I can relate to. This one would make a great song.

  2. Yes. I recognise this. It reminds me that we are part of a great company of fellow travellers


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