Let's be clear,
These are murky days
And we have our ways
of dealing with this
And dealing with that.
You can tune a radio
To a frequency you can't hear
If it makes you happy,
Or if not that, less sad.
Or you can attain writing
From a source of heartbreak
You were oblivious to before.
So, let's try that...
I'd rather be a man
born on the day
Despair came in
Till, later on, we meet.
I'd rather be that man,
And give my heart a chance.
A chance much more than this.
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