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Transition (Poem)

I stand and pause betwixt two lives of mine.
The one now closed how sadly incomplete,
Filled out with customs dull, habits effete,
Vague, careless deeds, all lacking discipline.
The tendrils of this life I will untwine
With ruthless hand, and tread them under I feet,
Resolved the pain such action brings to meet
With patience, and a prayer for help Divine.

In the new life that opens for me now
I will instruct me in all noble things,
In thought and word and deed keep innocent,
That so the future may the past endow
With sweet oblivion, and the hope it brings
Will cancel all old selfish discontent.

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