Time wasted….
Pondering…..
Over fragments and doors,
Frost holds minds,
Eyes held on the floor.
“Bow to thy master!
You are but my kind…”
An invasion,
Accompanies the ice.
In it’s being,
They would not suffice.
I lament its origin,
A floundering school.
Error a margin,
Faith lost in its pool.
Futile were my chances,
Bemoaned by my pride.
I scream.
An error.
A change in tide?
An excuse.
Time wasted,
Awe consumed,
I
Retire.
I
Retire
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