In the passage of time,
Yesterday took a chunk,
It bit into my mind
And, choked my leftover spunk
Today, when it came,
I was knocked down hard,
The expectations betrayed me.,
And, the days were marred.
Tomorrow is too far away,
Imperceptible for the battle weary
The time though waits for none,
No matter how much bleary.
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