Open Letters of Instructions
There are times to stand when we want to fall
There are pages turned to other channel frequencies to call
Were there are troubling times on end
When to open up to a long distant friend
There are times to hold tight to an answer
There are times to panic and keep your stature
Where the button seems to tight on a shirt
When released tension grief hurt
There are times a chair is good to hold
There are times a table is set to know
Where plates forks and spoons glass china ware
Where set standards reappear were lines of honesty pair
There are times to let love cover fear
There are times to embrace a tissue wiped tear
Where acting is so overrated rims of remorse
Where stages holds sets to change pain into choice
There is time and time seems to send
Time does not falter or pretend
Time does not bend backwards but clockwise counter clock the truth
This time your time is time to pursue
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