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Some would change shoes as the feet converse
When mouths are reduced to outbursts
Often by the most serious who keep score
While the rest let their repression explode
With abandon and spirit to buoy their day.
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The inside is a familiar enemy that bellows
It knows we must return to its haven
Instead of staying out in these elements
Which throw up change and growth
With an astounding intensity for just one day.
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Time to walk away the conscious demands
Slaves to the ball as well as to the bell
Pick up our bags of responsibility
Back into the routine of the grindstone
But we’ll run carefree once more another day.
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So the playgrounds awaken into whispers
Breathing in the periods of silence
Calmness restored with empty space
Begging to be filled with activity
The wait is going to be less than a day.