Stir
Thoughts from the waiting room

Each one of us is a puzzle to ourself;
Our own emotions are knotted,
Lost in a maze and need finding
Sometimes it takes a child
To see what we can't;
The tears of an innocent one
To take keys of compassion
And unlock our guarded hearts
To restore the motion:
That commotion we call
"Life"
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