Days
(poemsMinute by minute,
Day by day;
Breathe in and breathe out,
It's the only way.
Take a walk at dusk,
Keep going until dawn.
Run away from the time,
Before the moment is gone.
There's no point in today,
Not tomorrow as well.
These days are a waste,
Though no one seems to tell.
Maybe it's just me,
This is what I believe.
The world seems so lost,
At least it does to me.
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