each night I go to bed
a little bit later
I wake up in the morning
forgetting the past
days add up like coins in my pocket
I'm rich with hours
another little bit has passed
I find another hobby
swear to myself I'll get healthy
another little bit has passed
I think about the news
write about my views
another little bit has passed
when will this world come to an end?
it seems so eternal right now
This poem was originally posted on Twitter as an experimental project in spontaneous poetry via Twitter with @paulokoba

Thanks so much. I really enjoyed this.
thank you
Chris
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