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A Day

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For almost a day,

I am just at home

Lonely and alone

Doing nothing, just lay


Yet this is a time,

Where world is mine

Thinking,

Slowly dying


My mind's a mess

World so clueless

Life's meaningless

Can't find happiness


There's nothing clear

All I have is fear

In my eye a tear

Don't come near


All alone, close to death

Wth is this earth?

Laying, test to dying

Sleeping close to dying


It's a kind of a day

Where to pray

To live peacefully

Grow happily