these long days are fading into lonely weeks and months
its pointless to keep track of time
each day passes without leaving anything new
production in life is gradually decreasing
these long days are filled with nothing becoming meaningless
the weather feels it too
the gloomy days reflect the longing in my soul
rain patters on the windows begging for relief
it never comes and the bleakness remains
during these dark and lonely days.
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