Untitled, n = 1,794

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Good days, bad days, all the same;
make myself sad, that's my game.
That's who I am, made that way;
living on through, day by day.
All in my head, nothing true;
sit and watch it, 'til I'm blue.
One of these day, sun will shine;
when that happens, make it mine.

n = 1,794; November 29th, 2016.

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