Sundays

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my relaxing serenity, Sundays you do me well.
i rise with joy and no urgency,
anticpating a day of peace fun and self reflection.
my Sundays why do you not last the length of a week, month, season?
why must you ever end, so that the cycle of nonsense and stress return with the waking sun?
at high noon i already miss you.
see you again in a week’s time

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