Others indulge in unwavering poetic symphonies, I get accidentally epiphanic.
Deadlines
Some days I’m a panda, it’s true, Snack, nap, then scroll for a view or two. My deadlines all roar, While I’m munching for more, And promise tomorrow will do.
Who am I?
An earnest listener. An eternal learner. An avid reader. An embryonic writer. An absolute philotherian. An enthusiastic logophile and an amalgamation of romantic and realist.
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