MUSINGS of a DUNCE
" From all I may be, or have been before "
Friday, August 30, 2019
An evening at work
The day was ending just fine,
until she walked all happy past my desk,
a momentary sunlight, in the few seconds, as I saw her go,
and then the cold rain started pouring all over again.
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