What Fairness has Life for me

I have grown thoroughly ill in thought of those I once held dear;
and I hope to erase many memories I have made this past year
it is with time that the heart grows strong,
it is with strength that the heart grows wild.
Bellow on, fair heart in syncopated beats
until the mind has grown weary and thoughtless,
may this procession conclude all in all
and let no friend, no foe carry on through this passage-
it is not of right… it is not fair.


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