From one day to the next

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This is not the poetry of an adventurer.
This is not the poetry of a risk taker.
These are the thoughts of a person traveling
from one day to the next
knowing mostly what that will look like
but not completely.

 Remaining curious about the parts that aren't the same.

 A tiny crack
in the door
of possibility.

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