…
All the while
Your own world, still
With the rush of time
By the windowsill
Trying to reconcile anguish
With the stretch of indifferent hours
The clap of a birds wings
Bringing you into the present
Nothing harmonized
Feelings still the same
Despite the heartless
Whims of the clock
Telling you it’s
A new day
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