Silence, the ticking reminder nearby,

only the brief kick of winter furnace

the waning days before cold air

becomes the natural feeling in summer.


While often a state of mind is clear

wherever the mind travels curiosity

allows havoc to remain nearby

the troubling soul of insecurity


No easy answers they always like to say

we all have to understand the game

is how we play and what we wish to own

when the final verdict is thrown our way.


Whose to say the midnight oil is always bleak

when truly we stand inside solemnity we seek

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