Grey Days

Quiet days without a sense of urgency
Everything can wait for another time
Today is for writing a few lines more
Today I just may finish this poetic score

Words of meaning, love and abandon
Some experience, some are made up
Fitting together this maze of my words
Trying not to have it sound too absurd

Stoic Poetry


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