since we are still here
we make the best we can
to make the stay
worth the while
we may have longer hours
of boredom
we may have more hours
for the small stuff
we sweat all these out
small stuff, little things, trivial matters
somehow we ask why?
oh, these little things if we do not mind
they make the boat leak
they make us sick & make the boat sink
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