Some days, it feels
Like you’re the only one awake
While others, sleeping, fail to sense
The way the world is changing;
That the darkness is expanding in ways
That no one else can see,
And you are powerless to stop
The ominous and grasping
Metamorphosis that looms…
Luckily, there are other days
When we lean in and detect
The new buds just emerging into life.
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