as the flowers fade the industrial buildings pay no attention
we each have a gate that we can close or open to let in others
in order to help we must let go of the thought: what’s in it for me
we guess the future and compare it to the past to define today
as life passes through a shadow is created never repeated
you can never win a staring contest with a dressed up garden gnome
taken at first glance we may think we know the truth chances are we don’t
plans are put in place in case of emergency maybe they will work
we trade energy with every connection positive or not
this is the moment right here and right now, because it is what exists
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