LIKE ANY OTHER DAY

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ABSTRACT POEMS

There are no holidays.
Every day of the week.
Or, somebody else, they will seek.
Every day's the same.
It can drive you insane.
Like a river, into each other they flow.
All the money does go.
Gotta eat. Gotta pay the rent.
Soon all the money is spent.
No money left over.
Not for anything at all.
I hold on to hope.
My rope I don't fall.

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