I have a day,
and it’s called
Read-Write Day.
It’s where I read,
and then I write,
and then I read again,
and it lasts from
day into night,
and sometimes
night into day,
And on this one day,
the adventure,
it never ends!
And so I do this
just one day a week,
as it’s all I ever need.
Because the rest
of my days
are restless days,
and tired days,
and they are, always.
But not today,
my Read-Write Day!
Where I will read,
and then write,
and look to the sky,
and read the stars,
shining ever to bright.
And all this alike,
is quite, I’ll say, alright.
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