So much has changed...
My comfort?
Fleeting.
Getting use to the moving and grooving.
Craving stillness but getting chaos.
The wind just won't stop blowing.
So with the lemons I'm given,
I finally get the confidence to bring out my kite.
But today...
There's no wind.
Change...
Will I ever be in alignment with you?
On hot days you're a pleasant surprise...
On cold days...
I can't seem to out run your frigid grip.
The only thing that stays the same is change...
& this shall be the same,
For as long as we live.
-Servant Saivonne
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