
When all was said and done Dawn still came The sun still rose Dusk still fell on our immortal souls So did the moon and the stars Ethreal beauty was still to be found The world did not fall off its axis Only mine did My heart deeply afflicted Its beat ever so sullen Like a cut down tree We learn through the wreckage of our making We grow through our discomfort I hold on to this thought As all has been said and done.
Great piece, well said!
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