Every winter I’m alone
Every spring I’m on my own.
Every summer I’m like dead
Every fall I’m in my head.
Every day I’m like today-
Somewhere there and on my way.
Every night I am awake.
Is my life a real or fake?
Feeling permanently blue-
Not the illness but the flu.
Flu that Russian Spring has made-
Sadness flu. For goodness sake!
08.03.24
Permanently Blue
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