Everything has passed me by; I yearn for unseized moments. I think more of what has passed than of what will be. High expectations of youth have given way to acceptance. My life has always been and will always be uneventful: a series of events.
tomorrow creeps in
day by day . . .
the joints
of my memory
age and ache
I'm not happy; yet I'm not looking for happiness.
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by Chen-ou Liu
Ajax, Ontario, Canada
Ajax, Ontario, Canada
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