poem in text on coastline background of balanced stones

Snare (Poem)

Time may not fit
rightly appraise
sights or senses
may misguide

Be strong, in
measure to
soft; resist ego
stand true, ergo:

Resist drawn,
Faustian fancies;
favor instead

Needful things
in harmony—
a mind’s relief
from temptation.



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