Time to have the silver spoon in my right hand
Stirring whatever mess I've made this time
With a book of dreams in my left.
I stand against a strong white counter
Stronger than you think
Resting
Waiting
Watching
the hands on the clock move faster now
Daring me to make a mess of its dangerous cycle.
But it will not have the best of me
And neither will you.
-LBR
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