same coin
can one take this seething
stifled wanting
frustration of frozen earth
and just flip the coin over
to grinning patient assurance
sights set on warm songs of spring
so small on the horizon
but growing in steady approach
keep a light of countenance
a lightness of step
in the goings on
while waiting to harmonize
better try
else i'll lose sight
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