tired and disappointed
another day's work is unfinished
i look up the sky
seeing dark clouds
i look towards the sea
fading
the sun a glowing disc
falling into the dark line
of the horizon
unfinished business again,
ah, i still have enough reason to live
for another day
sisyphus! sisyphus!
how true can you be
in me...
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