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October, 15th, 2018 9:38 PM

My Circadian Rhythm
I am alive
Brain juices flowing
In the atom
Protons & electrons
As well as neutrons
Balances
The rhythm...

I fall to the stars and the moon, then awaken by the sun

Cold again
Dry air in direct contact to our chills...
Frosted skin
Wandering
By being alive, what shall we come to do?

Daily tasks, days shall go by
Responsibilities, then the laziness overcome to do nothing
Hobbies, passion, thoughts...
There are lists to-do's

I debate
Which shall be done?
Although laziness
Accomplishment of tasks
A sense of pride:

"we did it!"

Yet
By these circulations
Time past by, again
And today, nothing is done
Like yesterday
Will this be tomorrow?
And the day after?

Busy days
Lousy days
Alive...

Are we alive?