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Author: Szymon Mikulicz <szymon.mikulicz@aptiv.com>
Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2024 22:24:15 +0100
New poem
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+Title: Pm₆₂
+Published: 2024-02-19
+Author: Szymon
+Layout: blog
+Tag: poetry
+---
+How do you answer when someone asks,
+"When will we see the end of the dusk?",
+"What if our children come to the world,
+and from the birth day have to be old?"
+
+Your mind gets blank, and you turn around,
+check if an escape is to be found,
+in one of the cracks in that one tile,
+on kitchen's wall, you took a long while,
+to place correctly, and had to file,
+for it to fit well and look just right,
+and then a crack appeared overnight,
+imagine my massive frustration!
+
+"Anayway, how's your renovation?"
