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Mar 2020
imagination allows for limited limitations.

human instinct believes
bigger is better,
bigger is stronger,
bigger creates a winner.

yet, how is
a tiny infectious agent
enough to knock out
thousands of larger,
supposedly smarter
humans?

all matter is made up of minuscule atoms,
all great things are built from something so small
it cannot be seen: an idea.

the worry we choose to inherit
obliterates these incredible possibilities

stress piles up inside minds,
outwardly protruding onto flesh.
wrinkles create crevices
for hopes and dreams
to hideaway.

let those goals
come out and play,
give them the time of day.

there's no manual to life,
forget the rules people mandate,
it's time for you to choose your fate.
Life’s a lot more fun when you recall what you’re capable of.
Split
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