Daily missive for Thursday the 7th of November.
Is there purpose
In the randomness
Of disarray
One day this
Another day that
As the mood takes me
So seems the fall,
More apparent
As it draws closer
To the beginning
Of another day
Abroad
In the wilderness
Is there hope
In a passage
From one moment
Unto the next
When hearts beat in time
To a love song
Only to be lost
In the refrain
When a motif
May remain
But a key change
Leaves a poor boy
Chasing shadows
In a rainstorm
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