Frustration to leap
To bound
I’m bound
Still standing same
Though contend still standing strong
Rather be standing posh
So corporate?
Touché
If I stand too long in the desert
Then the wind may wish thee away
So standing far too long
We hope that not
Though hope I hope is gone
Without belief
Why where’s your wings?
Nowhere to be seen?
Then buried in the dunes
Though shifting only a mirage
For I’ve seen deserts evaporate too
’Tis just lovely how they sway
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