…damn

When late

there is a tendency to worry

and flap about

like a pigeon in a storm.

Those days are behind me.

I don’t flap I just

hibernate for a while.

Maybe when I open my eyes spring will

have arrived and things would

have changed for

the better.

Now wouldn’t that be something…

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