I look back over the day
At all the things I didn't do
They would have been mistakes
But for the karma of inaction
Some I simply forgot about
Some I decided could wait
What isn't done
Doesn't need to be undone
What did get done
Were the dishes
After a quick lunch
And the pages of a book
That devoured the afternoon
And left me reading in the dark
Doing what can't be done
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