Often I find the days never-changing,
Doomed to repeat themselves.
I, Inescapable,
Like a moth to the dim blue glow of fluorescence.
To escape is one thing,
But, to watch friend and foe revel in their ignorance is another.
Like a feline sees the world through a sheet of glass,
I may be doomed to the same.
May 20, 2022
May 20, 2022 at 3:40 AM UTC
Often I find the days never-changing,
Doomed to repeat themselves.
I, Inescapable,
Like a moth to the dim blue glow of fluorescence.
To escape is one thing,
But, to watch friend and foe revel in their ignorance is another.
Like a feline sees the world through a sheet of glass,
I may be doomed to the same.
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