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Being In

 

Being In

With a pencil book and guitar you can go pretty far
from what you want to become to who you truly are

just takes a break from the noise a corner with defensible lines
to follow your desires
to let them be your guide

with a bed window and desk you can fake the rest
while others are going out you can work on being in

these are the tools I use you can use them, too no one tells these secrets they’re all around you

tools you can use
freely available
ah but to be yourself
that’s much less negotiable

with heart, muscle, mind you can draw the lines around your desires there you’ll find

others like you
in an exclusive group who dance to the beat of their own rhythms

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