Malleficarum
let's call it unnecessary
these days that seem
a curse of calendars
I think they do that from time to time
they pick any stupid thursday
throw things at your face
make you hell at work
make some pain come out of nowhere
I already gave up trying to understand
why do things like that happen
I just throw myself on the bed
and let the curse lose it's force
it's better to rest
Friday can be worse...
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