Time is short as they say
Brevity is the soul of wit
And wit finds its soul in brevity
Ergo I, brief as the sunlit testimony
of my erstwhile breath
Must give way to that which is
Briefly succinct and bring that
Which is tedious and too long for
the tooth of this Earth
To a midnight close.
~ Laurence Overmire
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