sometimes,what times!

riddled with phrases it came.i received it,gracefully in my abode.

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you are at your own.

day has ended,

birds have gone home.

all is well, with the world there.

still,

you want sit,

pick at it.

dismantle it.

assemble it.

Break it,

Crack it,

mend it.

anything.

you thought,

will make you feel,

“i have done it”.

and,you have to keep patience with all it.

the broken pieces,

the tidy pieces.

‘evenings.’

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