Expect Anything

How fortunate the soul

That finds solace in freedom

Measured on so many levels

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A morning sun casts shadows

Warbling sparrows design

A reaction as windows open

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One might imagine the sky

Looks the same to each of us

Yet terror holds a different key

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We value real interactions

That define who we may be

Whilst others remain a mystery

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Seems the logic of our path

Is measured only rarely

When the road before erodes

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If an answer to our dreams exists

The heavens will no longer resist