Not in November
Here again, there again;Staring at an empty page
Like a wait for a balloon 🎈
To pop 💥 as it rises high
Up it goes into the sky ☁️
In the end we won’t find
Out, nor shall we ever -
Never been that clever.
Diary by arquious
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Written on 2023-11-22 at 07:47
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