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contemplation of another week
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there is no drowning you
in anything I can find
you are the eternal sorrow
of that which I imagine
to be my salvation
constantly changing
never achieved
eluding my mind
from whence you spring
a paradox therein lies
in wait to pounce
feeding on me
while I smile blithely
never can I run
fast enough
to catch you
when you are inside
drowning me
in anything I can find
you are the eternal sorrow
of that which I imagine
to be my salvation
constantly changing
never achieved
eluding my mind
from whence you spring
a paradox therein lies
in wait to pounce
feeding on me
while I smile blithely
never can I run
fast enough
to catch you
when you are inside
drowning me
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Hm, wrote this a year and a half ago and posted it elsewhere.. my original comment still holds true:
"Yeah, sometimes Sunday nights bum me out as I contemplate another week of working the rat race, so I get a little melancholy..."
"Yeah, sometimes Sunday nights bum me out as I contemplate another week of working the rat race, so I get a little melancholy..."
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good job! 
(i hate the rat race and am scared of mondays.)
(i hate the rat race and am scared of mondays.)