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As you sit to look at your calendar, Something once overflowing, Is now becoming more and more Tauntingly blank. In a place between the end of something And the start of the next thing Stuck in what feels like a hiatus As you sit to look at your calendar, Something once overflowing, Is now becoming more and more Tauntingly blank. In a place between the end of something And the start of the next thing Stuck in what feels like a hiatus Bit by bit, Your calendar starts to fill again This time it fills with things for you You and only you Your calendar, It has more white than before But now the white looks like snow Instead of the ice from before.
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Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 8:07 AM UTC
Blank Calendar
As you sit to look at your calendar, Something once overflowing, Is now becoming more and more Tauntingly blank. In a place between the end of something And the start of the next thing Stuck in what feels like a hiatus As you sit to look at your calendar, Something once overflowing, Is now becoming more and more Tauntingly blank. In a place between the end of something And the start of the next thing Stuck in what feels like a hiatus Bit by bit, Your calendar starts to fill again This time it fills with things for you You and only you Your calendar, It has more white than before But now the white looks like snow Instead of the ice from before.
#calendar#overthinking#overflowing#blank#hiatus
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observeabsorbwrite
24/F/Scotland
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 8:07 AM UTC
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