I don’t want to do this
Today
Or tomorrow
Yet
I find myself here
Anyway
Regardless of that fact
While it seems useless
Sometimes
It can also seem
Expanding
Or maybe
Possibly
Connected to whats not seen
Yet
Happening
Its getting louder out here
Seasons
When they first appear
Lighting up
Whats been dormant
For a time
Coming purely
Not a thought or debate
Nor worry or should’ve
Just is
And will continue as is
In my lifetime
And quite possibly
Yours and theirs
And the others not here yet
Tending to the days
Open eyes
When hearts grow more hearts
Trying again to find
A place
We can stop looking
For what we cannot find
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