A sad anniversary looms.

dawn – and seems

the sun will never rise

always a beginning

no end in sight

always perhaps

what if

never for sure

i’ve the key

to all the beginnings

but where are all

those happy endings

too bad i wasn’t

given a script

what to do and

how to do it

what to say and

who to say it to

it’s all improvisation

and i have to muddle

through

make do

for me

for you

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