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Nothing Fresh.

 

I’m still wearing yesterday’s clothes,

that were fresh the day before,

I cannot find the strength to stand,

let alone take myself in hand

I should kick myself, slap myself

with force, anything to keep a grip,

however, it is not through ill discipline

or the want to change

my apparel, my attire, my kitbag,

I just do not have the power

to think of good things in which

a change of clothes would help.

I’m still wearing yesterday’s clothes,

It doesn’t matter, I am still