constant callibration
seeking balance
steps, one after another
headed toward a destination
a kind word
an unexpected response
escape into my headphones
par excellence
the dream continues
even when I'm awake
my sincerity seems fake
and these detours that I take
take me back to where I started
whereas the vision I have now is larger
sometimes I feel my batteries drained
and I'm lost without a charger
Youth pass me invincible and nubile
homeless men, recyclables on bicycles
and inside of me my inner child
won't stay dead or keep still
Love won't be denied
I can't hide for long
I stay strong in spite
of the fate that awaits us all
as we calibrate
seeking balance
steps, one after another
heading home
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