monday
was another start,
a new week,
fresh with newness,
like the air
after a hard rainfall.
the beat was ever present,
a steady rhythm,
guiding us through,
not to,
tomorrow.
the newness would not last,
and would soon become old,
then Monday will roll around
again.
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