And there it stands
Another blank page
Another wasted day.
The hand moves faster
than the heart demands
Be ready for tomorrow
Time flies, so they say
How could I be ready for
tomorrow if I’m not even
ready for today
I click, I write, I erase.
This is the only life cycle
I am no longer human
just a glimpse of what
once was
It does not matter
This is all I am
Click, write, erase.
Another blank page

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