Weekender


2 plus 2 equal 4
4 days a month I feel like I’m in war
A war that paralyzes my core
My core suffers because of before
Before the journey of an intellectual tour
A tour that has allowed many doors
Doors that should feed my core
but 2 plus 2 equal 4
4 days a month feeds my war

1 plus 1 equals 2
Twice a month I feel like taboo
Taboo that I’m making a debut
A debut of what I do
Benchmarks, deadlines, just to make due
Accomplishing more than my own proof
but 1 plus 1 equals 2
Twice a month I am taboo

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