What mark will I Lay?

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Sometimes I cry invisible tears;
I ponder day to day;
Other times I don't cry until it rains;
What mark will I lay?
Most time I buried my face in my hands.
When I feel youth's vivid fire,
I realised am a figment of imagination,
An idea that will never be dire,
I have no time for contemplation
Cos there's more dream to be awaken.
Life is not worthless as breath drawn
As the sunset in the eve
It always rises at dawn
Winter brings it's fury
Till spring end your worry.
© Fasasi Eyitayo S Marvel

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