my balance is found,
I am aware
of the serenity and chaos around me,
my simple joys,
scattered like thunderstorms
in the ever-lasting summer,
bringing much needed relief
to the parched earth
no, the may not understand,
perhaps they never will,
but nothing anyone can say
will move me from where I stand
truth will prevail,
no matter their efforts
to distort is,
their masks crack,
revealing what they are
beneath
I have cast away my masks,
finding pleasure in the sound
of the ceramic
shattering beneath my shoe
I am not who I was yesterday,
progression is life,
and I will not fight it
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