Might be your only chance at love,
For life, because it's the only opportunity,
To feel above,
The considerations you know don't matter,
Outside of what you need to survive,
Within the structure of society,
Just like an elk fights to stay alive.
But others will tell you, you must first secure,
That survival before the luxury exists,
To think about the space in between,
Just being and consciousness.
And time's alright,
Whether you're sitting in an armchair,
Or leading the revolution,
The truth is always there.
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