every day i wake up slightly
different than i was the night i went to bed
history longer by a day
a new mix of memories slapped on a thinning canvas
i get no gifts no singalongs
no one posts a facebook congrats
on my minor reincarnation
just me doing what i’ve never done:
thinking of yesterday
which wasn’t yesterday
until now
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