Middle of the RiverA Poem by Davidgeo"in the dust of repetition"what's fair is what lasts through the middle of the night and tomorrow morning the dawn of life walking through the day as they last, unrelenting as they come it seems like forever until a night in the middle of a night they'll say "it's so unfair to wake you... sir, but you are dead today" because flesh don't last but time does time stays around for what comes around because only what's fair is what lasts the rest is shadow the rest is dust and starlight © 2016 DavidgeoAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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