Lights blink on the router,
My eyes are gummy from night's adhesive,
As I lie beside her,
My fingeres glowing, though the brightness low,
My bowl empty beside,
There are still ten sips left inside my mug,
Though much heat's left the black liquid inside,
The day will go as fast as yesterday,
As it will go as slow,
Never giving back any of the time,
Unless my mind does so,
With memory,
But that's simply a cheat,
Something's always happened when I come back,
Some could have memory I'll never meet.
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