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The Hydra

Still holding onto yesterday,
tomorrow calls my name

The comfort of what time has blessed,
my life within its frame

Those two directions-front and back,
a hydra running loose

Do I embrace what's in the past
-or what is yet to choose

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)


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