So many things to do, or I could do
Is life about these opportunities
And taking them fearlessly? Not a few
Failures are guaranteed, but should we seize
Them all, and if so, why? Or should we ease
Up and relax through days and years, breathing
And resting like wisecats, not busy bees?
Do we opt in, or out? It's fun running
But not when it's physically damaging
And takes time from... well everything else you
Could be doing, or not doing. The skies
Are pink and purple, someone's murdering
The sun, he's below ground, think I know who...
Stabbed by the crescent moon, that horn of sleaze...
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