sometimes things are closed but rather than accept that we fight to change it
with unbroken snow hiding what’s beneath, is it field or frozen lake?
frozen in winter the waterway has become a delicious path
stare at the details and you miss the horizon herein lies the rub
a lifetime of posts torn down or posted over and long forgotten
you can see the line where differences collide best heed its warning
some want to break in others wish they could break out most just don’t notice
a stray thought passes wonder what inspired it… i may never know
i didn’t have to but i felt the need to stop and not start again
when we first notice the damaged among us, we don’t really see them
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