Forward (Poem)

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Spending late nights with a blank stare


Recalling the feel of fingers through my hair


Pondering the purpose of carrying on


Wondering if old friends have moved along


Mourning as the clock strikes six


Regretting every opportunity I've missed


Praying that friends in pain are okay


Hoping for peace in the approaching day


Watching the moon slip below the horizon


Shuffling through various thoughts within


Acknowledging that it's all in the past


Reminding myself that that pain won't last


Letting go as the clock strikes eight


Stepping into the shower to clear my slate


Preparing for a brand new day...

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