The sun is shining through the window.
I don't want to relive this day.
It’s so predictable, and all just the same
Like a silly and wearisome game.
Why does day always change to night?
And why're we unable to fly?
Where is there anything that can
Bypass, avoid or break logic's might?
I've been thinking about it all,
I watch the stars light up the night.
I’ll just wait till morning comes,
And sunlight settles on each part.
Daily
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