The fall of Summer and the rise of Fall
calls us to a new perspective
and to wash our hands of self inflicted messes unmanageable
Time for slim pickings and achieving things seen tangible
Let it fall, the cascading rain cleansing wounds,
scares, and harsh pains
Mainly mi-nute in hines sight
unseen by a third-eye blind kite-like flying aimless
We must tame this famous flaw mocking us
Look inward through the muck and mirky dust
reach in and pull out the holy grail within us
open the lid and let the spinning wind gust
Fall is a new season for trust and we must adjust frames
to see our aims clearly
Again friend I say sincerely,
Adjust.
"but it's alive and well with many stories to tell
exiting one cell only to a new jail
Destined to fail it seems
and my positivity is trapped in dreams
but I gotta let it shine to affect my team
I can't go back gotta press on black yo life goes on"
-Life Goes On

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