to some people
life
is like a chessboard
coal black and snow white
defined and clear
squaresquares
they know their place
to me
life
is like a spiral
all shades of grey
neverending flowing
circlecircles
I wish I knew my place
every now and then
I try the squares
they don't fit into my system
and I don't fit into theirs
I understand for some
safety and security
every now and then
I can envy that
I wish the square people
only sometimes
would try my
neverending flowing
evergrey spiral
mutual understanding
and
smoother encounters
every now and then
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