The fog ascends
another day,
cleared of responsibility.
another day
that fails to uphold
calamity.
Another year gone by
and though
I am not where I want to be
today...
I am sound in the knowledge
that tomorrow, I will be free
for two days of seven
two days of a lifetime...
but I could make this life
better than life
I could make this moment
something
that we can both remember.
and I smile
and I sigh
and I am misunderstood
but I know
what I know-
and I am sound in the thought
that tomorrow,
I will be free...
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