a latch on a door is not a cure, it is an ounce of prevention
a simple request: help keep everyone safe is basic kindness
sometimes we end up with change in our pockets; with no way to spend it
where we leave our mark will be decided by the next generation
every process can be disrupted without notification
there is a sweetness when we enjoy what we have in what we can make
we wake to today from dreams our subconscious wrote to fix yesterday
the signs are all there we can heed their warnings; or choose to ignore them
the power of one idea to change our world should not be ignored
where one path crosses another, there is always drama – good or bad
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