Song of the Lark
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Song of the Lark

What Is Possible?

A Prose Poem

The night is aglow with a heavy sense of sadness. And relief. I am saying goodbye. Goodbye to a year that never could be. Goodbye to a year that was. Two roads before me, still diverged. Two sides of me, still tense as ever.

I have only scratched the surface, I have merely seen a glimpse of the depths. Next year will be different, I say over and over again. This time, perhaps I believe

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Lark Morrigan

poet, sci-fi/fantasy writer, composer, music lover, & timeless symbolism enthusiast • larkmorrigan.com • debut album available