Which of us is not a child...
After all our depleted years
Render nescience reconciled
With preadolescent fears?
We must be kids again someday,
Well out of cynicism's grip,
And let that nescience run and play
Away from heated brinksmanship
Hammering the tranquility
Which neuroscience says we need
For cognitive ability
To operate with all Godspeed...
Just like an angel hopes to do
When skies are clear...and wings are new!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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From September 17th, 2020
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