we create monsters . that look scary, real monsters . look like you and me
there is no sense in . waiting for others to join . when the time is right
parts of history . hang on around the corner . as a reminder
each quiet moment . must be captured and savored . they do not last long
in times of struggle . it is tempting to search for . a superhero
a broken system . will cause inconvenience . until it is fixed
winter’s finger taps . my shoulder saying, enjoy . the color of fall
curiosity . works well with skepticism . open, yet guarded
outside influence . causes perspectives to shift . without us knowing
at the right moment . things align, but only if . we are there for it
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