At Bay
It's not easy to knowHow to handle things
To keep my life maintained
The delicate balance
I must control daily
Without hesitation or delay
Otherwise I could depart
So the wolves must be
Kept at bay forever
At Bay
It's not easy to knowPoetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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