Able

Heedful perception
Confined consciousness
Your same cold climate, pop fashion
Your self, grit, your science
This world is inconstant, rimming with reckless want
Shedding
And the bane youth, conformed, has misused another ration
A bitter view has no field to call home
Deaf to the light, blind to the sage attainment
Bearing brassy redwood stems
And beholding steeply
Outlive living, outlive the expiration date
Curtains closing across your dais
Stepping in front if you're able



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Kumetz
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