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some days
nothing happens
you make no impact,
no one can vouch
you were there,
you might as well not
have lived it.
sure you woke up,
went through the motions:
showered, worked,
there were a few meals,
the sun came up and set,
dishes were washed,
a few other things
might have happened,
but in the end,
you’ll untie the anvil,
nurse the headache
and hope that tomorrow
something might matter
more.