No sadness remains
Everything eventually has to go
And so the black bird flies away
I'm a loser
We are all losers that have lost stuff
Enjoy the moment, for it is, what it is
And remember that, what once was, is no longer
I've never seen a brighter blue spark glowing within
And so, the black bird will return again
Written By:
Michael K. Englmann
July 29, 2019
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