For years now, I have loved her
Somewhat imperfectly;
We live and share a space, but have
Our times of sparsity,
When there is not that much to give,
And even less to make:
We do go on together, though,
To overtake
The problems that attend our lives
Are such as all may see:
The limitations of our hearts,
Our time, our energy --
Yet somehow, we will put aside
Accretion, rust, and fake,
To undertake, again, the work
To overtake
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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