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Slow day at the office

One of those quiet days

When no body says a word

When any kind of noise or sound

Seems thoroughly absurd

 

Each to their own world

No desire to reach out

All on the same team

Yet no cheerleaders faffing about

 

No, not today

Today the energies are low

Everybody on their own road

Focused on what they know

 

I won’t say I’m complaining

The quiet can be good

But being a talkative person

Quiet days seem longer than they should

 

So I’m sitting at my desk

Making the most of a quiet day,

The only sweet way I know how

Writing the day away

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Written by
toni-cezeal
South African
Published
Jul 23, 2012
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