a day

it’s a day for quiet contemplation and skull crushing pain

an average day

one where the birds are muted, the sky is bright, the wind blows foreign scents across the land

it is a day for dreamers, lost in the heady notes of what will be

it’s a day for subtle sublimation, returning to a gaseous state of indelible fantasy

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