control
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A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
The road from here is rocky danger / And when we reach the end – who knows? / A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
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Why seek to steer what moves beyond control?
The merits of mere stasis we extol / As if the middle ground’s a magic tool / Why seek to steer what moves beyond control? / We try to hold it still, then watch it roll…
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Cling
White knuckles cling tenaciously
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biofeedback
We Have No Choice But To Comply.
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Sonnet XXVII – formed in space
Some bits and bytes of sound and light combine
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Sonnet XXI – moons will be
CONTROL is my Achilles’ heel, you see; I like to think that I can call the moon.
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flow control
pour from my soul unimpeded
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destination unknown
Sometimes you take the wheel even when letting someone else drive is easier.
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don’t even try (the cult)
Don’t ever think / unless MY think you think.










