Pull me in, nervous friend.
Tell of grey dragons
that obscure the vibrant world–
Murmur of horrid waters
that wash away gorgeous earth–
Please, pull me in.
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What will tomorrow bring?
Beasts of tomorrow
generate more fear today
than their true teeth could.
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And if the world went silent
And if the world held still,
would I hold still, too,
or keep on searching to find
something out there left to do?
And if the world went silent,
would I be quiet as well,
or would I make cacophonous music
with a piano to forte swell?
And if the world was all over,
would I at last find some peace
or would I worry about forever
even after my release?
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I do not find comfort in taking up space in the world,
but I was not made to be comfortable.
I was not made to ford rivers,
I was made to swim across their widest parts
and emerge dripping and shivering,
full of energy and tenacity,
ready and excited to do it again and again
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