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Mar 2020
once in awhile
my days drag on
i feel like they
D R A G
me along
people say its a bad day
but what about the bad
W E E K S
and even the months
there are times were the days
turn into uninterrupted periods of simple
B A D   D A Y S
Melanie Jackson
Written by
Melanie Jackson  17/F/corning ny
(17/F/corning ny)   
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