The Time Has Come Again

 

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There need not be a finite end

For you, my  trusted, well worn friend,

Because your lines are wholly filled

With half-brained thoughts that I have spilled.

But I have filled you to the brim;

My memories you hold within,

And now this chapter has to end.

The time has come to begin again

 

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(In honor of Poem Book #4. Let a new chapter begin.)