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Comfy

I'm comfortable and happy

Life is going slow

As long back it used to be

Reversal is what we see

Childhood days retreat

Hours are like days

Days are like months

And an year is longer than it could be

I've everything to keep me busy

My books, internet and chores homely

No where to go, nothing bothers any more

I'm here sitting  on my bed

resting my back comfortably

No aches No pains

Nothing to regret or let go

I'm here comfortable and happy

 

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◄ Sci fi poetry ii

Fantasy poetry i ►

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