End Of The Year (Poem)

How did I number my days and nights this year past?

They sometimes seem to stretch so agonizingly into forever

Yet indeed they flee so razor-sharp fast.

I have found myself lost in memories , immersed in songs,

Even given to dancing, and tried to help right some wrongs.

Like all , I’m weighed in the balance, the scales will be set.

I’ll not ask nor expect mercy. Just Accept what I get.

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