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(It's a short poem) Another Monday. Another year of broken  New Year's resolutions. Another day of  endless bullshit.

After years and years of constantly working  Summer-time feels less and less like it should. Then on a few rare occasions work and all  the  other bullshit seems to disappear . A smile appears on a tired face. The long, lost, and forgotten Summer  has finally returned.