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Days That Change

Have you lost your mind? Where’s your sense of humour?

My mind goes everywhere it can, it loves to travel.

My sense of humour is not on call; it turns up when it feels like it.

Is your heart really in it? Listen to it, what does it say?

My heart is wherever I am, beating in my chest.

It says nothing. It beats and thumps and carries on. It won’t break or melt, harden or soften.

You’re not yourself these days.

I am always myself. It’s the days that change, and I go with them.

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