Albeit short it feels like -
Death.
Feels like time has leaped,
A lot of miles from -
Present.
I was in a blur which day it was.
Perplexed was I as I woke up -
Never knew what to do.
To get up or not to get up?
To move or not to move?
To go or not to go?
Then I realized -
Much time has already passed -
And I was late.
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