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I have swallowed bitter pills
disappointment and let downs.
Washed down with the caustic
bile of failure.
I raised my face to the empty sky,
raged at my own creation,
wept in exhausted surrender,
no choice but to accept.
Though I may feel alone,
I am not isolated.
If only in my despair,
I am connected with others,
like it or not.
I feel you, where you used to be,
a memory obscured by time,
suppressed.
Anchored in tomorrow,
resisting the insistence of today.
Tomorrow never arrives …
When I wake – when I awaken,
I find only now, only today,
and
like it or not
we are here
together.

M. Zane McClellan

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