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::Verse of the Day::
::Written by me::

It's been a long time since my fingers tapped on the keyboard,
Ever so rhythmically and clacking all the way,
The sound of music beating in my ears as each tapping finger makes itself known,
As I continue on the Christmas board.
As the music of "Love Story" plays,
I wonder if there even is a way and what role love plays,
In Life and Death, in Joy and Pain.

I'm curious, pondering this every day,
But to understand this, whether fortunate or not to say,
I have to experience it for myself,
for it is the only way.

And so my mind wanders yet again, to another part of my soul,
My heart, my mind, my spirit.
To the depths 'tis time, where I have ne'er venture into before,
The language of Old English plays out in my head,
As the music continues with its play.

Friends, I truly think, are one of the wonders of the world,
They are one of a kind, with a sense of individuality,
Whether they're simple or complex; 'tis matters not,
For they'll be just there, for always and eternity.

But 'tis not the matter which haunts me.
In fact, what haunts me haunts me every day.
My mind, my heart, my soul and spirit.
It is always there, in the shadows, lurking.
It truly haunts me.
It haunts my dreams; shattering my thoughts,
Never leaving me, for it is a part of me already.

Nevertheless, I will leave it alone for now.
For it is good to be home and well.