Goin' on about my business, as usual,
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Thoughts of you only occasionally
Intruding into my day...
Like sun poking out from behind
clouds of dull routine.
It only hurts once in awhile...
Down from always
To several times a day...
Like a nerve-twisted scar...
Itching and burning its
Existence into my tender flesh.
Still goin' on about my business, as usual,