the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 124 – Remedy

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To restrain yourself would be to constrain yourself

And keeping it in is bad for your health

So just hold out your hand, take this handful of sand

It’s salty and sweet – makes life taste much less bland

Let it crumble and melt, take pride in this wealth

And prize the ridiculous cards you’ve been dealt

With risk: your heart’s throbbin’ – more money, more problems

If you’ve got too many dilemmas, don’t worry, I can solve ‘em

‘Cause you’ll be richer this way, so embrace this today

And the gray hairs on your head will simply go away


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