Autumn Gray (18)

Reflecting on what

We made our lives,

We see no clearer; but yet —

 

A picture emerges: one

Of our design,

And our young intent.

 

We climb our ladders

Where we place them;

And see what those heights allow

 

Peering off into the mist,

The autumn gray

Of our circumstance

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