Good Things Come With Time
Close enough the call to light,
I'd rather duck under my bed tonight.
The cold chills but the shimmers delight,
The mornings of a dark spell so right.
You don't have to know the truth,
Ask what you don't know.
There are no loosened hooks,
What you find not at a simple door.
People and places reveal with effort,
Understanding another is often neglected.
But when you do it without a regret,
It could beat the butterfly effect.
Az Mo
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