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The clouds ushered the sun goodbye,

Forsaking what fleeting warmth was left.

In its exile, the living can’t but cry,

Asking “is this your test?”.

“But there is hope dwelling yet”,

I said with unflinching fortitude.

With vigor, I promised not to fret,

Awaiting the girl, to which I allude.

I gazed upon her sillhouette,

studying each part with care.

Stopping, not to forget,

her eloquent amber hair.

In my dreams I knew,

it was all but a question of time,

‘til warmth again filled my view,

it was You, the heavenly sublime.

Alexander Valdeau, 2023-11-05

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Recital of a poem I wrote 10 years ago as an homage to nature and simple life.

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To my disappointment, I repeatedly fail to understand how one may exude such anger and hatred over banalities. I am of the firm belief it stems from deep self-discontent coupled with the inability to change. Why else would one have the unrelenting urge to chronically argue about things of the past? At my own peril, I tried healing the unhealable, curing the incurable and mending the unmendable. It is with deep dissatisfaction I realized I have been a victim of my own futility.