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Schrödinger’s Smiley Kind of Days
Positioned in distance,
Is a mysterious box,
Underlined by a fence,
Stated to not be unboxed,
Because life’s better that way,
Series of unexpected events
That one could smile away,
Or go down a steep descent;
Sometimes in utter disarray,
And sometimes adherent.
A smile that’s presently felt
Can soon and speedily melt,
A person who’s well-known
Can t...
Wednesday 10th April 2024 1:03 pm
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