how many views within these streets
we miss. how many ways to go and
be, that we could yet explore, except
we walk the selfsame tiles every
day. i know there's comfort in
familiar things; but maybe i
should venture down some different
paths, today. just for today. and see
just one, or two, of all the views
i actively choose, or chose, to leave
ignored.
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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