..an illusion of some days..

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Some days are like this
full of ennui full of clouds
look out the window
for sun, none, neither a stretch of blue

some days are like this
you know you are late
for reasons you wish
you were not so irate

some days are like this
full of void and knowing not
what to expect, cold or hot
despite outside the flying kites

some days are like this
you with yourself, and only
yourself, no change in
matters, or events galore

and i look at that pic of yours,
glasses and jeans, looking,
no, not at me,
an illusion, like today,

or those days
when like today
some days,
have always been like this.
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