The Glory of Going for It - Feb. 19, 2021

perhaps no one expects

anything more from you

than what they see now

so yeah it would be easy to skip

school and drug out with buddies

or work job after hated job

then lay on your lawn at night

and throw regrets at the moon

or you could spread your wings

and fall into the gravity of a passion

and join the other shooting stars

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