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It's 8:05 at night,

and my mind begins to wander.

Dark thoughts forming like storm clouds

things to do rain down around me

words falling into the sink

ink dripping off the counters

creating dark puddles on the floor.

I pay no mind

Messes can be cleaned up,

thoughts cannot.

My body stays stationary

hands focused on their task

but my mind is trapped in a labyrinth

footsteps echoing

bouncing off the empty walls

darkness stretching into an eternity...

And then there is light

two small arms draped around my waist

such warmth and comfort

two voices like siren song

drowning me in momentary joy

a smile breaks its way to the surface

and then they're gone

It's 8:10 at night,

and my mind begins to wander.