In sleep, that paralysis of act
Where even truth loses fact
But still we make that deathly pact
In order to revive
In fear, that paralysis of thought
Where an act is not as ought
But still we accept our lot
Such caution to survive
But then in peace where act and thought
Bind themselves in pact as ought
Ourselves in wholeness, tactful got
A way to think and thrive
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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