Valsa George Light Poems

Caught in the clutch of darkness, I quail
Seeing it shrouding my spirits, I wail
Assailed by afflictions severe
My life is now devoid of all cheer
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Left alone in a twilight zone
I am enveloped in a rare stillness
In the monotonous regularity of grinding chores
In the monochrome of existence
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Behind me, I hear
The receding roar of years
It sends chills down my spine
Beads of sweat pop up on my brow
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