Those Days

It wasn’t a day without anything,
A day so boring you could stare off into space
And not a minute would go by.
It wasn’t that kind of day,
It was a really fantastic day,
Where you wonder over roads and wander before time,
one of those days,
Where sadness accompanies like a good pianist
And the sadness soothes,
It doesn’t inhabit.

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