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My Day
I want to write about my day
But the activities so trivial don't seem worth the time
Pointless electronic dithering
And senseless solo card playing
Fill hours of time with nary a thought used
Just whiling away the times of my life
While outside life really goes by
My day
So boring and uneventful
Seems like so many before
And I wonder if this is now my life
Housebound and weak, barely even here anymore
It's a blow to the ego to find you've become
Just a boring old guy
Spending time as though there were an endless supply
Yet gnawed upon by the thought that this will be
The end of my days
But the activities so trivial don't seem worth the time
Pointless electronic dithering
And senseless solo card playing
Fill hours of time with nary a thought used
Just whiling away the times of my life
While outside life really goes by
My day
So boring and uneventful
Seems like so many before
And I wonder if this is now my life
Housebound and weak, barely even here anymore
It's a blow to the ego to find you've become
Just a boring old guy
Spending time as though there were an endless supply
Yet gnawed upon by the thought that this will be
The end of my days
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