COME AND GO
by Timothy J. Muise
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The days come and go,
barely a chance in the mood.
Thoughts come and go,
hardly held for any length.
Hatred with a badge,
seems to come and never go.
Disdain with a fervor,
the potion of the day.
Elixir so very bitter,
this hatred in a cage.
No nectar of smoothness,
can wash away the taste.
The thirst comes and goes,
varying levels of drought.
The hunger ebbs and flows,
the end seems so far.
The days come and go,
but the mood is brighter.
Thoughts focus freedom,
dearly held for all lengths.
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