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Hold it together just long enough

as the meter ticks down you try to gauge through squinted eyes

When the line is crossed and nothing happens

these worn out overtaxed machinistic mechinisms

somehow hold it longer than the longest expirations

estimated arrival of equations

a feeling of fortitude seems to give tenacity to the hastily mended

i question if i should send it

I feel like i may have offended

i’m one of the ones who exist on a world where its so hard to find a ticket to life unrestricted yet creativity and love is what we exhibit, if i stay with it and forget it i see it’s an opportunity, with so much work needing done all along the way dont lose this hazardous faith, freeing your self, seeing everything from the heights of dreams