A continuation of days, when a sadness waits to fade and a prospect seems more of a hurdle than an undertaking. Dreariness has made it's mark and is hard to dispel. Even so a short leap to memory, creates relief since there the darkest days stay vivid.
The ongoing succession of gloom and a futile wish to have more occasions of serenity leads into little more than squandered time.
Simple activity. Easy laughter.
Onward and inescapable realization of our fragility. Atlas reduced to tears and whimper.
Sunshine and blue heaven. Vicarious activity. Great faith in unity.
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