Certain daysA Poem by Robert RonnowCertain days planned to be eventful I look forward to for weeks, setting and characters, and the work days march forward toward the horrible or pleasurable and the day comes, it comes without hesitating or hurrying although I hurry and hesitate and when it is here, going by during my hesitation or hurry did I think what I wanted to ask?
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