Us....

Here’s to our new life
You raised a toast
...Of the deep red Pinotage

The clank of glasses
It sounded different
From our previous times

May be the wine, may be us
Or the clinking of two souls
Brimming with hopes
Life does feel different, I ponder

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Change

Depressed
Losing sanity
Blurring vision
Fading horizons
Crushing monotony

Caged
Hands and legs tethered
Left to choke
For breath
For life
For space

Sucked out
Of energy
Of ingenuity
Of life

Need
Brevity
Peace
Death

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