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Star Lesson

I could have went to school by just looking at the stars,
And soaking in all they have to teach.
Like: sometimes you can’t help but fall – insignificant and small,
And that some things are always out of reach.

And relearn how to look around.

You think the SoHo talk would end with a simple upward glance,
But the darkness holds it secrets, too.
Like: it’s easier to hide away, to never have to face the day,
But some lessons need to be refused.

Don’t know why I am telling you, my friend, or why my observation’s key,
When it’s just the viewpoint from the cog,
But the way I see it life begins when you lift all those thick curtains,
And fight your way out of the fog.