One

It begins
with one

All that was
is now undone

Sigh of the clock
the hand

The story unfolds
it must stand

Left alone
I hear cries

Don’t give in
it can’t ever die

For you must
bring alive

The stories of
those that

Struggle
that fight

That are lost
and take flight

But need to
survive

Past the long
cold nights.

 

 

 

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