Send this day to elsewhere
I feel I do not need it here
In a place where nothing happens
Without gloss, a flat veneer
Some days arrive so suddenly
Unexpected, some might say
Disadvantaged by agendas
Lacking helpful parts to play
So if this day should come to you
And tie you tightly in a bind
Let it pass, it cannot stay too long
A perfect state that’s left behind
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