even when tired sometimes the better choice is to remain standing
we once climbed mountains searching for enlightenment now we just build them
a mouse in a box at any other time would be cause for screaming
the darker the roast the more it brightens my day now that’s ironic
deep in our psyches we are all brave explorers if we want to be
we scribble out words because often times it’s the only voice we have
it is comforting to think we are watched over protected from harm
meant for warmer times the stand is shuttered; sometimes cold can be too cold
lurking in shadows moving quietly at night spreading happiness
staking your claim to a little slice of the world that also owns you
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