Some day

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Dozen freshly pruned…
Red, red roses assuaged my
Spreading newly wed despair~

Goblin dreamer persona had
Been superimposed and quashed
By intractable dominance

Fending off breakdowns
I fashioned a world inside
To survive and tended to lull

Each and every “today” that
Perhaps, maybe it was finally
That much awaited “someday”

When again those red
Red roses would regain that once
Held fragrant flush of fresh youth

I was foolhardily waiting for Godot and
Then later emphatically not as after eons
My much awaited “someday” became today~

*image is from internet

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