I’m trying. Trying.
So am I.
Trying, and dying, and breathing again.

Letting go of pieces and parts,
Places of the heart.
Deep seated needs, unsatiated leads.

Needful things, full of seed.
Living life by one man’s creed.

Trying to live up,
by giving it away.
Gone today.

Grown, and groan, and given to none.
Harder than some,
But not as hard as young.



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