All I uncover
Is the nagging present
As it fastens to my garments
In sheer desperation
For now
All passing thoughts
Are but hollow clouds
Content with being
Time soars on
As my footsteps meander
In search of fertile ground
And the promise it harbors
As I scour for the words
That chime honestly
The world grows dim
And I must defer away
Unable to spare
A scrap of bounty
Or a single strand of truth
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