I went into a wooden room -
Only to the edge of it,
I saw the centre, wanted to
Wave the winter wasp away -
Always on the edge of cinder,
Counting every single day.
I walked into the afternoon -
From behind two sleepy eyes
I saw the sunlight shining through,
And hastily I turned away
From all of the things I was going to do
With the rest of my day.
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