A homely past lies behind
Memories comfortable but unfulfilled
Warm and coldly indifferent
Intertwined like Siamese twins
Though fear lets not one off
Though today's comfort is much valued
Though tomorrow's risk is such dreaded
Future's uncertainty holds success unfathomable
Doors ahead are for the daring
The very conquerors of the universe!
Poetry is what surrounds you, the air you breath, the the golden sunset you see, the chirping birds you hear, yet the wind that blows off your clothes such that we see your naked mind.
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