On indigo lavender,
I circle the date as I sit on my calendar
Trying to make sure
Despite a design made by nature
That these days won't float away.
The process is cold,
But it won't snow today.
Let's peel off these sheets like bandages
And try to find the advantages
Of getting out of bed,
Full of bed bugs, hugs,
And retrospect lead.
Who knows how I will deal,
But it's time I've fully healed.
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