It's more fun to interact than to pass out
And wake up no different than before, the same
Regimen in place dispel waste shower work food and dull denouement
It's better to be surprised, even disageee
With people who could change your whole static routine
There are people out there who can shake away your stupid, stupid
Arrogance, unearned complacency, make you feel things again:
As a competitor with a beating heart, with a thriving brain
Who cannot wait until the sun dawns once again so you can
Pour your intentions with words, looks, or flowers
Into another person's soul
And make them feel loved, worth another breath, once again whole
Unfolded, tall - remade from the oldest ashes.
Tuesday, April 4
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