the
usual spot
don’t
want a usual spot
got
to change
my
habits
wish
I had none
beginning
and
ending
the
day
at
the same place
makes
me wonder
must
break the chains
that
tie me
to
these
habits
I
cannot lose
knowing
I can
sometimes
wondering
why
change
if
comfortable
where
I am at
sometimes
oblivious
to what
makes
me
go
in
circles
and
though each day
is
similar
in
some way it id different
in
some way
I
go in circles
life
seems to be
a
circle
we
end where we
began
onto
another beginning
the
sun bears down
and
I sit quiet
will
be here again
when
the day ends
nothing
concluded. . .
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