Quatrain of What's Coming
Can't tell
What is it about the
future that I can
mostly
foretell?
Is it the warmest day,
or a day for
anger to
swell?
If I only knew what was
coming, I could
rest in
peace,
Since I have no clue what's
awaiting, let my
anticipation
cease.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10903
Poem Sanctum
Don't
know
what
is
coming
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