Composed 1/1/14
Description: A rather unhappy start to the new year, I’ll admit, but I can’t deny these thoughts have been on my mind lately – and in reference to many of my friendships. I will be interested to see if/how things change by next January first.
A merry thought turns quickly sober
When I realize how limited my joy must be
Even frequent, silly communications
Cease abruptly
When another enters and whisks them away
With talk of destiny, of everlasting
And yet I neglect them
As if their future is guaranteed
And my own fate dims and idles
In a horizon without a silhouette
Yet I must blame myself and not the gods
For this solitude is my own choosing
But how much easier it would be to stand behind someone
If I was not always second
Scraps of Paper 
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