Let us reconstruct our passing days

To allow space for transformation
And pick the fruit of new found ways
And embrace the metamorphosis of our creations

Let us roll the dice once more

And question not who’s keeping score
Abandon the slumber when we wake from sleep
And be free from the cane, of the shepherding sheep

Let us bask amidst the rainbow rays

As we count our blessings when they come
And look past the masks to where true happiness plays
And allow them to grow, till the end of our days.

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