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Time and season

What time is it anyway?

It’s that time of day

when you wonder why you bother

to keep track of time, maintain the order

of things in your life that have the potential

to cause you stress, make you think that you’re mental


What I mean is, what is the point of saving, or promotion,

if at the end of the day you don’t have the notion

of moving forward or getting on, and someone else

seems to have it easy in spite of themselves

And then I remember that I see only a snapshot;

their life may even have gone to pot,

and they look at me wondering,

how I have it so easy without even trying


 
 
 

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