O wasted day,
There were 7 of you,
Then 30 of you,
Then 365 of you.
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I wasted my day because my headache wasn’t speaking to me.
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I was just thinking about this the other day, how I sometimes procrastinate about something, and the next thing I know, hours have become days, have become weeks, months, years 
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How apropos of my life. Good poem. You express a lot in few words.
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