My Weekday Evening

I know,
Someday,

I’ll miss it

The freedom
To choose

With no particular person
To answer to

And no specific set
Of things to do

To not be
Trapped by the zoo

Even though
I’m occasionally blue

Don’t worry,

I’ll get through.

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