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Even if everything else is taken

we are free if we hold onto our imagination

it is rewarding

to walk on mountains

if only for another view

than what we’ve been told is safe

there is a certain thrill

in white water

there is a growing

confidence that can only come with leaving

comfort

there is a fire that can only be lit

with friction

maybe our best friends

don’t take us dancing

around the truth

maybe our best friends

drive us into the wilderness

in their old station wagon

and challenge everything we ever knew

with the things we could never say

inside a club flashing empty

with the kind of slow dancing that is done with words

around a campfire

burning higher

as we are consumed by a hunger

to learn