It Doesn't Really, Does It
2 December, 2019
Author: Shiloh
Today is....
well, it's Sunday.
Tomorrow is Monday,
then the rest of the week
rolls through.
Morning comes
then goes on into evening,
then night with scattered darkness
presses in.
In all things,
with all things,
things to consider...
What matter does it make?
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