A melancholic day
It began in earnest
Anxiety and panic
The heat at its sternest.
Nimbly, I tried
hard
To maneuver my day
Opaquely stared
back
While options, I weighed
Doomed and bleak
Words popped in my head
Dismissing it away,
In hope, I march ahead
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