No Poem November

A poem began to form as I fell asleep,

I was too exhausted to write it down,

Instead it ebbed and flowed on by.

Even as unconsciousness took me,

I tried to grasp onto the stanzas,

While they withdrew inside the vault.

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True & Constant | Big & Little

“True & Constant”

I fully believed those words,

One main reason I chose Nu.

I will always believe in the “4 Ls,”

I believed in them long before Nu,

With an intensity I didn’t often see.

But you always did.

And I always noticed.


I will be honest:

I did not want a Big.

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