what my head contains

days and days to come

how dreary i feel as

they come. i wish

they would never come.

people pass and

people go. leaving

faces i’d never know.

days and days to come…

bringing paradox of uncertainties

    days and days to come…

bringing joys and fears…

    of sadness and of tears…

wistful thinking of days to

come… brings melancholy

and wantonness in my frailed

and decayed mind

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