Wednesday

 mini poem (smaller than a pocket poem)

"i may never fully experience life as a happy person.

       my dad is still dead and certain days just drag on for 

something longer than a century and outweighing elephants.

but at least i'm honest and honesty gets you farther

    than a rainy Wednesday with lukewarm coffee," 

                                                         cried Torrye.


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