poem of the day

turn the page on the day
walk away
rhubarb and custard verses
eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze
the fire burns, cracks and smoulders
the war is over
the bells ring
the lazy ways the birds sing
admit defeat
in the afterlife gladiators meet their maker
stand by me my apprentice
be brave
clench fists

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