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Risk Filled Anticipation
In the dreams of our minds we are in the same boat.
One person wants to jump off into the clear innocent ocean. We say we are ready but we're not.
The other person thinks so cautious.
Now they're no longer on the same page.
Who would ever be able to explain what happened?
Written with a pen lost outside the lines the ink ran wet off the page.
Less serious someone is always pursued.
Options rotate all around further then we see.
Leave anything that could hurt in the dark.
We say we are ready but we're not.
Games good or bad have always existed.
Poor men still ate what the others played out.
Even when dealing with hard times they still steam forward.
One person wants to jump off into the clear innocent ocean. We say we are ready but we're not.
The other person thinks so cautious.
Now they're no longer on the same page.
Who would ever be able to explain what happened?
Written with a pen lost outside the lines the ink ran wet off the page.
Less serious someone is always pursued.
Options rotate all around further then we see.
Leave anything that could hurt in the dark.
We say we are ready but we're not.
Games good or bad have always existed.
Poor men still ate what the others played out.
Even when dealing with hard times they still steam forward.
Published 5th Jan 2014
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