🍁The Tyranny of Sameness🍁
This routine, a bane I often dread,
A bitter draught, I'd rather shed,
When thoughts invade within my head.
To wake with purpose, clear and bright,
Yet all repeats, from dark to light,
The same old stroll, a weary sight.
Hope's ancient song, a tired strain,
Each sigh re-echoes through the rain,
Yesterday's ghost, today's domain.
A living time, a static sway,
Where novelty has lost its way,
And all is yesterday, come what may...🌚✨02202026 ©LanZhan
安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805:17
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