Day to Day
We wake up every morning with this balance
and walk around all day with falsey grins
We look up every moment for the good things
and dance around when happiness begins
Then good things run away before the darkness
and breaking things looks better than before
Then hopeful thoughts are crushed into the nether
and less the likely happens like the chore
poem by Poet Dragon
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