a wave of ambition
usually recedes towards mid-day
i’m then left only wanting
to drink black coffee
and wither away
embracing the dark circles
under my eyes
staring at this constant
sunshine
I can’t find a way
to reach the point
where I can relate
to so
much light
rolling happiness
Excellent! ☕️
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I can sure relate to “ambition (receding) towards mid-day.
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A very eloquent poem simply but powerfully describing a phenomenon I know many can relate to… Great piece!
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