A Lone Star

Daily routine
Nine to five.
I call this a bitter pill
Of life, meant to be
Taken in a stride.
Dancing to the beat of the same drum
We save the best for another day
Not sure of what future will offer
Our scars defining who we are…
A lone star in the sky, burning bright.

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