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12.03.21– 3

The days are long
Weeks and months even longer
The years have gone
Have they made me stronger?
 
Have they made me weak?
No longer needing to speak
My decade of Autumn
or is it already Winter?
 
No more “living” I seek
Not sweet, but not bitter
Two angels love-filled
Light up whe they see me
My life is for them
What else can this life be?

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