the past you wish to forget
the future
far and farther
today,
cherish or blemish?
grayish
the cloud says hello to your toast done on one side
next to your cup of English breakfast
a warmth that lasts for a minute or two
before the sky shed its tears and cold
that no umbrella could ever hold
if happiness is
supposed to be wanting what you get
and not getting
what you want
why
is there free will?
a long and never ending joke
i wonder if we can laugh forever…

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