The Sunset Poet

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The Presence

I feel the presence,

Of a new beginning,

My instincts flare,

My conscious knows,

That this is the line,

That I should cross,

This is the path to the best of days,

I wonder why, I see this line,

Am I about to fall,

From what's mine to keep?

I won't let that happen, As I strive to live,

Each day to mean,

More to me as life.