Have patience my friend
Repetition turns soothing
After a while.
The hours go slow
Though the days just go faster
Time is overturned.
Each morning broken
Just like the first and basted
With bright song and light.
And all our habits
Hold together surprises
With time’s grey glue.
Appreciate now
I have a feeling soon
They may run out.
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