Again, The Now

I dare not be alone,
leaving nothing for to be.
Nothing to bemoan,
to know that I’m alive inside.
Going somewhere unbeknownst,
letting nature run its course.
These may be the best days yet,
or deem to make them so.
It’s all about the numbers,
in a game of chance,
to play or not,
the choice left up to you.

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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