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 tongueout

I declare 

this week now gone,

should be wrapped

in a scented nappy bag

and unceremoniously

thrown in the bin;

 

the timeline

on which it stood

should be obliterated;

 

the parallel universe

in which it occurred

should be erased;

 

the memories

created from it

should be expunged.

 

Tomorrow

is the beginning

of life.

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