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Out of the Woods
A pulsing revolving door
People coming and going
Connections in every brief meeting.
Stepping outside and looking in
Or looking away
If one so chooses.
The lights are real,
Not flashy or commercialized
Burning warm and true.
This subterranean community
Thriving despite the norm
Open to all who seek it.
Greeting each new day with music
With a circle
A heartfelt smile.
Eventually you must take off the sunglasses
Come back to a harsh reality
Out of the woods.
But keep tending to the flame
Live it day to day
Keep the love alive.
