the serviced vassal
had come for tomorrow
the one promised yesterday morning
the one that's never coming
shook it's fist at the heavens
let loose a laugh
(as if that mattered)
head down
shoulders slumbered
eyes full of something
it would not tell
but it's heart...
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Are we in the same place again?
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