Hence.

The dulcet sip of a new day’s breath

Conjures up an ebullience

With which I just might dare my vim

To move about in a present tense

No outgrown thought or dated whim

Not a “go to thence and come from whence”

For, from this day until my death

I wish to be known for standing hence

 

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