First of February.
First time since it all began.
For the first time, the white marble figure won't be adorned with golden yellow flowers.
For the first time, there won't be any books, pens, laptops, tablets offered.
For the first time, this will be just another day.
For the first time, the Man calls it a day.
Not because the purpose ain't there.
But because THE reason ain't there.
p.s. a first. and with a mixed feeling.
First time since it all began.
For the first time, the white marble figure won't be adorned with golden yellow flowers.
For the first time, there won't be any books, pens, laptops, tablets offered.
For the first time, this will be just another day.
For the first time, the Man calls it a day.
Not because the purpose ain't there.
But because THE reason ain't there.
p.s. a first. and with a mixed feeling.
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