Anyone else feel stuck in a record skip, needle going round and...

Anyone else feel stuck in a record skip, needle going round and round the same exact track, every day the day before it, the day to come? I sit, I stare out the window, my beard grows longer. I sit, I stare out the window, time stops being real.

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This day is that day,

that day the one before it.

My beard grows longer.

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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

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