a day wrong.
The day started out quite well, but it went seriously wrong after 6. And even worse after 12.
Just like the pale vision of the past,
I succumbed to the immense.
Holding at the back, yet letting at the front.
Slips past me, a mistake made yet again.
The consequences shall be forgotten.
I hope.
Just like the pale vision of the past,
I succumbed to the immense.
Holding at the back, yet letting at the front.
Slips past me, a mistake made yet again.
The consequences shall be forgotten.
I hope.

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