2024-02-02

Journal

- Note taken on Fri Feb 2, 202409:55

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Countable

There's only so many cold days in your life

One day that will the coldest, stuck fumbling

A zipper that wont close fast enough

Though you probably wont distinguish it from

The other coldest days.

There's only one day when your mother will

die. You'll get a phone call and it will

be hard to understand at first, though they

will speak clearly. And at first, it will

be hard to distinguish yesterday from a

future without her.

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