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Our pause is momentary.

What for we pause is eternal.
came to mind after reading the poem Lost Winter by Mary R Short
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/637980/lost-winter/
 Mar 2014 Daniel Samuelson
Liam
tempestuous heartache
   & sundried tears
exhaled whispers
   & combustible caresses

unilateral monogamy
   & bipolar love
singular sensations
   & conjoined sensuality

degrading hopelessness
   & elevated vulnerability
decelerated time
   & soaring spirituality
Our true thoughts are enclosed inside our own little sanctuary.
They seem safer there, than out into the world, where our opinions can be agreed with and our questions can finally be answered.
We'd be shot down on the spot if we go against what society wants us to think
Can't shine brighter than others.
Always be yourself- society
No, no. Not like that
Well, then.
My bad.

We are taught to think critically and embrace our intellectual minds.
So when we dance like no one is watching,
Write like there are no boundaries,
Fall in love indiscriminately and wholeheartedly,
And riot against society's guidelines,
Why do people act like they never saw it coming?
Teachers and motivational speakers of today aren't just enlightening the minds of so many young and promising people.
*They're creating an army
I wear glasses to see,
Not to look "cool."
I read books to feel intellectually challenged
And go on adventures to new lands,
Not to take pictures of the pages
On my Nikon camera
And get "notes" on Tumblr.
I drink tea to relax myself,
Not to be like everybody else.
Do all these things make me a hipster?
A poser?
Or *myself?
on my nose
a cold pin *****
I wonder what's the reason

cloud tiptoes
part and leak
falls first rain of the season!
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