There is but hustle and oh so bustle
To prepare for what is deemed right in this day
To be
To smile
A kindness one two three four, how many more?
Does it matter what is reality beyond the illusion
Shall I reside what is light?
Perhaps this is right, but back to the endless day
With smiles and good cheer
To not isolate
To sink beyond help, but I reckon this light is for me
Is it beyond reality?
Sure this is me
Hope is but a glimmer beyond the chaos
So here I am pondering upon this time
To not be lost within out of minds for the chaos will reap our hearts
Here we are being beyond the sanity, but what a grasp it is
To ponder wander and wonder
Perhaps this will save a life or two…
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