{"sf1_id":682064,"sf2_id":"Vm20XbN1","title":"Poem #10","author":"Shadowfortuna","words":107,"posted_at":"2014-03-19T23:11:00.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/682064-poem-10","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm20XbN1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/2e/b3/2eb333e7-b1e3-4eb3-bc9b-6e1a708589a3","description":"#9 of My Poems\n\nmore poem goodness ^.^","content":"Time changes all, caressing along all the curves.  \n Upon waking up, Energy i see everywhere,  \n Makes my body ache and burn, As my body grows old.  \n One age passes, only to start another,  \n While i gather my clothes close, Guarding me against the chill,  \n Another shudder passes over me, energy rushing through me.  \n Even as i feel the earth's call, i wish sometimes,  \n That i wasn't as i am, that i was different from who i am.  \n Voices roll over me, calling me to my home.  \n Can i ever find the answer? To who i am?  \n I have this crisis of life, the darkness crossing over me.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"My Poems","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/682062-poem-9.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/685251-poem-11.json"}}