Standing in line and waiting for now,

The kind of immediacy creates change,

When all we want seems out of reach,

It’s then the world begins to slow.

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Stop and feel the reflection move minds.

The frame of reference is apparent,

Yet everything we wish for wafts away,

Winds blow and our ideals become fluid.

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Always logical to imagine change happens

When all of our resources appear spent.

We walk alone amidst the crowded room.

The luxury of time seems so wasted.

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Surprise only comes in small packages,

Sometimes not enough to overcome the pain.