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    A measured malaise to pass the days


    Fun frowns from the sidelines as apathy misses the goal.


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    I wish I knew just what to do


    To put joy back in my soul.


    Deep in the night my soul takes flight


    The weight of expectation is gone.


    Such sweet solace in the silence


    If only all time could be thus.


    But day returns, my soul yet yearns


    For meaning beneath the sun.


    As morning broke, with spark of hope


    Perhaps today will be fun?