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Jun 2021
I make my bed and brush my teeth

I hope it is sunnier tomorrow

I smile in the mirror but I still, cannot

I hope it is sunnier tomorrow

I drive somewhere, never knowing
why, and come home feeling
empty

I hope it is sunnier tomorrow

I go to sleep and wake
tomorrow,
only to find myself saying

I hope it is sunnier tomorrow
Andrew
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