Being Practical
Hold it right there
It's time to stop, drop, and think
Remember to forget
Forget to remember
I'm not who you say I think I am
I think
I'll finish it when I get home
I have no apologies for trying too hard
And too little
I have an acute sense of safety
Brought on by the weight of failure
And the amazing success that comes from proper planning
I am well-dressed for the occasion
Feet on the ground, boots when needed
Firmness that's nothing to be afraid of
Nothing to write home about
Like the reporter of the world
It feels better when it lasts
And works
Sticks around
Even when it leaves
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