Are we aware of what we hold
of what we grab and choose
of what we feed and what were told,
Do we cry to rest our conscious mind
Do we try to run just to keep out of the cold..
Does our mind flinch and wink in the darkest of lands
Does anticipation blink the behavior of our darkest demands
Can a smile lock you up and throw away the key?
Are we happy, or are we getting too close.
Fear not and fear less, for in our strangest coat
A sight of the manic can pursue our greatest hope.
If we could stop, if we could see, what beauty can't behold
We'd part and sail, only to look back....
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