Always once more
That's where it always goes,
Doesn’t it?
Another
Once more
On the ocean floor
Or on heavens door
Once more
Up in the stars
Or buried in the blackness of the deepest sea's
Once more
It is nonsense
And it’s everything
Another step
Another day
Another effort
Once more
Again and again and again
Until we have no more to give,
And even then,
Life will ask us
To go
Once more
-C.H.
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