On some days, the ponds ripples are drawn towards you.
On others, they are pushed away.
Some nights the stars begin to shine, as you stare into the night sky.
Some nights the stars fade under your gaze.
Often times while we grasp desperately at one thing in the distance,
There are many things of greater worth and use to us, in immediate reach.
If only our perspectives could be reasoned with, perhaps life would hold less heartache.
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