Polaroid

Each day is a polaroid,
fresh black and new.
It's developed like a picture,
right before you.

You never really know,
what exactly will turn out.
Whether you'll be smiling
or glaring with a pout.

So I take it as it comes,
slowly, bit by bit.
Uncable to change,
what has become of it.

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