Not too long ago,
a day was just -
oh well, a day!
It was neither a despair,
nor a hope
merely a nondescript slope
that needed to be climbed
from dawn to dusk
to arrive at the summit,
then turn around
and head back home,
but now,
there is often an urge
to peel few layers
of surface on which I walk
and look at them under
a microscope
in search for meanings.
Climbing is no longer
a mindless task
now a day can wear
different masks.
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