To

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To waste hours
eliminates days
smell those flowers
hold that gaze
to bite your tongue,
sometimes is best
forgive the young
as they learn the rest
To blindly go
ignoring choice
with volume low
that inner voice
To needlessly worry
to stew and pace
don’t be in a hurry
for lines on your face
to trust but take care
as most are just fine
selfless to share
draw your own line
to never forget what breaks your heart
it’s not over yet
you can still do your part
to accept your lot
your grass is as green
love what you’ve got as the best that you’ve seen
to laugh and to cry
will keep you in sync
stare em’ straight in the eye
and give them a wink

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...big ones, help the little onesyou move in the direction of your thoughts...you are where you are today because your thoughts brought you there
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