Ten Sleep
table talk
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You seem to count down the days
we have left
to stay the same.
Change tries to take us away,
it loves to wait
when we are late.
We sleep in the holes we make,
we don't wake
until it's OK.
Only living to create,
a chance to stay,
to stay the same.
You love to choose.
You choose to love.