Tomorrow Turned Inwards

Standing in the cold
I watch a secret life unfold:
All the years that have unrolled
All the loves I left untold
All the twilights and their gold
That will vanish in the wold
When the evening bells have tolled --
When I am old.
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Published on June 26, 2015 20:58
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