Per Annum

The longer I live the more my days are filled with yesterdays rather than tomorrows.

The dreams of the past that have yet to be realized remain to confound my waking days.

And yet here on the precipice of another annum gift
with the one that has passed winding away behind me,
will I step forward into the emptiness
with a grateful heart
and fly?

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