For as long
as I don't turn over
my calender
I am still
pouring milk
and
eating Cheerios
in between
a life
when it was almost
and
a life
when it never was
at all.
I sleep
with the light on
bright
so darkness
never comes
and it is just
one
long
day
that doesn't end
and I'm no further
from almost
than
when it started.
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