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::: Saving Grace :::

It’s Monday.
Let the game begin,
the defined struggle
of buzz and schedules
and heart-wrench.
If we are lucky,
we will reach highbrow;
if not,
we may be
talking half-ludicrous
in the streets,
as others keep time
with the careful pace
of their walk
seeking destinations
assuredly.
I want only to break the rules,
to make an accomplice
of you
against the interminable shuffle.
If we are lucky,
we will profess lofty ideas;
if not,
we will be mute to millions,
our lives
but a drizzle in the ocean--
no sea gulls flying
but impending storm
of lucid precipitation
rocking the barges
intending travel:
our only
saving grace.

Written by: ~ Red

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