Beginning


By Bren Spahn

Stop.

Because the glass is still half empty,
And I'm still alone,
And the clock still ticks,
By and by


And the sun still rises and sets, 
The cars still sit in traffic,
People still fight,
And hurt
And cause pain
And you are gone.
And I need to move on and move with the light,
And so I rise with the sun.
I move along with my day as does my mind
And I sleep with the sun,
And life becomes less difficult.

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