Thursday, December 31, 2015

re: solution

This is the way of time:

Every year is made the same--
a pieced-together work
of given days
   and hours
      and minutes
         and seconds.

No more, no less.

Some will be good.
And some bad.

How I choose to see
is up to me.

How I choose to feel
is entirely in my heart.

What I choose to do
is all that I can do.

This is the way of my reality:

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