Stubborn or Naïve

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Undeterred a new explorer slips through

the waterfall, dodging gray, crumbling blocks

of the world we coated with layers of paint

until we hid its curves and built its locks,

sidesteps pebbles for unknown reaches where

our souls don’t live for paper notes and clocks

but dreams that blossom from dawn’s promises

before we learned love can’t grow from these rocks.

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