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I was going to write a poem
about how dull the day is,
how I won’t even get out of bed
to seize it

but I already wrote it
and rewrote it
again and again

it was better the first time
I should have left it alone

there are only so many ways
to say the light is fading,

how content I’ve been
to sleep without dreaming

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