Obsession

Sweeping through the rut of dust,
She moves around wagging her broom.
Monotony fills the dust pan,
As she smears smiles around.
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Everyday I see her sweep. Is it not boring?
I wouldn't do it you know, monotony!
It kills. Takes away all fun.
How d'ya do it? Obsessed?
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"I love you. Love makes all interesting."
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I fell silent.
For now, sweeping is meaningful.
And beautiful.
Love makes it!