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I cry, but— not all day and not every day. Joy fleets, though not all day and not every day. You haunt me—ever so often, but not all day and not every day. I fight and love, not all day and not every day. Her words sting, but not all day and not every day. I care for myself, however not all day, not every day. He becomes my shadow, although not all day, and not every day. The pain evaporates not all day, but fading every day. They dismiss me—that's fine, I rise without them, every day. I hold me kinder, a little more—every day. Somehow, the light finds me! My soul unbroken my gratitude deepens. The sun shines, not all day, but every day. I am blessed, all day, and every day.
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Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
Not All Day, Not Every Day
I cry, but— not all day and not every day. Joy fleets, though not all day and not every day. You haunt me—ever so often, but not all day and not every day. I fight and love, not all day and not every day. Her words sting, but not all day and not every day. I care for myself, however not all day, not every day. He becomes my shadow, although not all day, and not every day. The pain evaporates not all day, but fading every day. They dismiss me—that's fine, I rise without them, every day. I hold me kinder, a little more—every day. Somehow, the light finds me! My soul unbroken my gratitude deepens. The sun shines, not all day, but every day. I am blessed, all day, and every day.
also published on my blog (June 27th, 2025)
giyannaloman
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Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
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