The bones of it!
When something feels bad
That’s supposed to feel good
When right feels wrong
And nothing works like it should
When words are jumbled
And nights are long
Be patient and humble
As dusk will meet dawn
When people are angry
And crowds are a bore
Seek solitary confinement
To find out the score!
by Lorna Cameron
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