{ the day is bleak }

the path is slow 
the day is bleak
the way is hard
the eyes grow weak

the rain comes hard
and when it does
we dream about
the life

that was

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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