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Decorum and dreams
dance among the
painted faces of the night
 
The fast and the new
have washed over me
in wonderful ways
only to leave me yearning
to know the true wisdom
of easy and slow
 
I have journeyed long through
the fallacies and naivety,
still believing, when it seemed
all hope was lost
 
Enduring the storm until
the truth became so salient
that it cleansed my soul like fire
 
The world looks a bit different
on this side of life,
priorities have shifted, idealism's sifted
until there’s not as much black and white
but many more shades of gray
 
Urgency, there is no more
for now I see how deft
of a thief time really is,
it whisks these words away
before they are even frozen in form
 
Maybe these moments of our lives
on this holographic stage
were given to us so we could
learn to masterfully play ourselves?
 
As we all coexist in this constant flux,
breathe in deeply of each moment,
believe in wholly of this truth…
never give up for in each second you are forgiven,
in each moment you are reborn.

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*I am an American novelist, poet, traveler, and Steemit enthusiast.  If you’ve enjoyed my poetry, my handmade poetry chapbook, [Emancipation](https://www.peerhub.com/items/7405-emancipation---handmade-poetry-chapbook), is for sale on Peerhub for a limited time. 
 
 
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