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A boring day
With the same image
Both in the concave
And the convex
What a day
A day I chose to think
An internal thought
No melody
Put with the same sonority
Of a melancholy sream
What a day I chose to laugh
What a day I chose to write!
A lost man
What a day I chose to talk
Someone
Who hates me
What a day I chose to fight
A lost man
What a day
What a day
What a day
A lost man
What a day
