The Day

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Quietly mourn the death of yesterday
heart beating, mind racing
Sprinting towards the birth of a new day
Only to ravage it beyond contentment
Bellies full
becoming full while never experiencing its full flavor
This is what we have become
This callous
This cold
This empty…
So empty that we witness the birth of a new day
refusing to show grace
refusing to pause…
even for a moment
To savor…
THE DAY

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