Memoirs of a Common Man

Memoirs of a Common Man

Memoirs of a Common Man

One day you wake,
a silent quake
your path’s compass turn

a new day is stuck
to a limitless line,
when young

someday, one day
you find, a new day
is one day gone.

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Painting is a joy, and, of course, my day to day work, but has also been a refuge.

Chris Cart
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