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Patterns Life is full of patterns Me always trying to be wishful Always hoping And routines always setting the tone The norm isn't expected It should be, yet it side swipes you Like a car accident that should have Served a purpose Wishing and hoping Plans made that will never happen Reality is you can only count on Change to occur Plans do not seem to materialize You are left wondering Why do we bother To dream I had just begun to dream again It always fools me to believe I was born into comfort That which I'm never to own A tumbleweed in the storm Runs through it Or skirts the danger Dependent only on the wind We should take no ownership No pride in our circumstance Let God and the patterns Of life decide A blank slate of no expectations May actually equate Safety and we as zero Disappointments
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
August 15, 2019
Patterns Life is full of patterns Me always trying to be wishful Always hoping And routines always setting the tone The norm isn't expected It should be, yet it side swipes you Like a car accident that should have Served a purpose Wishing and hoping Plans made that will never happen Reality is you can only count on Change to occur Plans do not seem to materialize You are left wondering Why do we bother To dream I had just begun to dream again It always fools me to believe I was born into comfort That which I'm never to own A tumbleweed in the storm Runs through it Or skirts the danger Dependent only on the wind We should take no ownership No pride in our circumstance Let God and the patterns Of life decide A blank slate of no expectations May actually equate Safety and we as zero Disappointments
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
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