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Agendum
I held everything in my hand
too long, until it all began to die.
Why? Because I couldn't understand
how to choose and what (or when) to buy.
Now I'm opening my hand
and hoping there's still time to try
to live a life unplanned, without demand,
to take what comes like any other guy.
All poems are written and copyrighted by M. C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.