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Aug 2018
No one tells me what to do...
No one comes to say hello...
It's been a very hectic day...
But no one has to say...
Day and night has been spent working...
Silently bearing without talking...
Exhaustion is at its peak...
But this is not what I seek...
Each day seems same to me...
Guess its how it's meant to be...
Eyes closing and me dosing...
No time for snapshots and posing...
I have yet to finish other pending chore...
Should get it done before the rain starts to pour...
Sitting and yawning, thinking what's next...
Is this how am gonna be till I finally rest?
Positive thoughts dwell in my head...
Yet, every day ends making me a living dead...


Β©sim
Scribbling thoughts
Seema
Written by
Seema  38/F/Fiji Islands
(38/F/Fiji Islands)   
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