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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Come out to play

I don't always know how to play or follow every tiresome rule
And when I do I get by, sometimes looking like a fool
Occasionally I even show a flash of brilliance
So rare that it could simply be chance

But I don't stand and watch, not worry about looking good
I jump in and play it is what I always do

I came to regret the few times I held back
For reasons of fear or pain
So I'll come out to play every time I'm asked,
Come a hot sun or unyielding rain!



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July 23rd 2014...an ordinary day

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