As the wind blows it's biting chill across the land,
from the sea the rain gallops in.
The sun plays hide and seek with the clouds
and the clock ticks its steady beat.
Here I sit and watch the day fly by,
leaving me behind in its race for glory.
Tomorrow is another day,
to love, to live to write and fight.
But for now I say goodbye to you as I turn the page.
AND GET ON WITH THE WORK I'M MEANT TO DO.
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