The Daily Grind

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    The Daily Grind

    I have had my fill of days gone bad.
    Of tears spent and feeling sad

    I am ready for the sun to shine.
    For some happy thoughts, all mine.

    I don't mind working for my peace.
    I just want the trials to cease.

    Is that too much to ask?
    To just be without a mask?

    Now to attend to the day at hand,
    Oh, forget it, I'm going to play in the sand.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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