Another Day
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So it's wake time again
When eyes are still droopy
Not with sleep but with
An invisible weight on the lashes
That are sparse now. A mascara coat
Will do. The black congealing will thicken
And revive whatever is bowing
Beneath an invisible weight.
So it's time to get up
And be a fake again
With accessories of the world
The happiness bought with money
At least it can carry you
Through the day if not night.
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