I beg of my day
be kind
do not overload me
for I am frail
slightly injured
and slow to heal at this time
the day does not
care of my condition
a carried on mission
marches ahead
I struggle
to maintain
accepting
my position
I search for clothes
to help me rise above
escape this illusion
that I'm not
enough
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