change is all around us
but we refuse it
you refuse me
you refuse us
and I confess
I am concussed
but it’s only because I have seen
and felt so much
I fear next a possible loss of touch
but if I’m not asking too much
can you cleanse yourself of patience
and enter courageous into my rush
and tell me, if time changes
and the directions of focus changes
if I lend you my eyes, and upon receiving them back
could you do the impossible, and embrace your mind’s change
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