Tired Days

TIRED DAYS

POEM
Days are gone .

Life is spent.

 

Life is absurd.

Days are gone.

 

Absurd is thinking.

Tired the days are.

 

Light is gone.

Life is in confusion.

 

Miles to go with unseen difficulty.
Struggle is with tired days.

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