In memorandum of my century of (mostly) senseless blog posts, I've elected to write something different. Rather than my usual barrage of vocabulary words, I give you this:
January
'Cross season is now over
Despair not, for there will be
Always more riding
Chill flies across the skies
Grey meets the day; Only the
Hearty venture out
Undeterred by cold
Dreaming palmarès to seize
Forever rolling.
Suffering shall be
Tantamount to pleasure while
Conquering pavè
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