It Has Been Awhile

I'm alive,
Or at least,
So it appears.

Between night
And day, a tiny
Moment to sing.

The voice escapes
And sorrow released.
A tiny moment

To breathe.
I sing, and
Occasionally dance.

Before I go back
To work. Alone,
Dragging forward,

Holding hope,
When there seems
To be none.
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