the above from "ode" by charles simic

  "strange how time spills on, isn't it? we spend our days thinking of the next, and a cool puddle pours over the edge of our week, until we realize we've filled our moments with so little. soaked up with a to-do list napkin, we try to reclaim a bit of what we lost."
    


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