A mundane day
inching along..
cloaked in lethargy
wearing it as a gown
slipping on its endlesss threads
falling on our face
in front of a crowd
holding on to it.. like a clown
no..it means more to me
i cannot give it away
its what i am ..u see
(using it a shield)
Its true ..u know
I cant find myself inside nowadays
But its a lovely cloak..
keeps me ... away
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