Trading
You trade off other peoples hurt and bear it on yourself It’s the way
it’s the method you’ve chosen that which is the way of sacrifice.
To give away your happiness so others will find or keep theirs
Tis neither noble nor wise just necessary and expedient
Wait, watch and listen perhaps the time will come
perhaps you’ll run out time, time will tell, time will heal?
Or your time will end, either preferable to being here to dwell.
Hurt no one, try not to hurt yourself, cause no harm, dream the dream
It needs to be enough!
Meanderings
This is the crux of the person in question, the defining moment of a moment.
SOK
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