Poetry

24.

The same songs play,
the same food digests,
the same beverages percolate,
the same paths wend away,
the same sky orbits above,
yet tomorrow is a new day,
and it is
bewilderingterrifyingchallenging.

Here is
a tiny prayer for success.

(Don’t pray for things, feel gratitude for more moments.)

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