Transitions don't await and sit.
Nor are surveys taken,
From selected demographics...
To permit them to exist.
When transitions come to be done,
For everyone...
Shaking up what 'was',
With it meant to be...
Happens.
Transitions don't await and sit.
They happen.
Transitions are not permitted to exist.
They happen.
Shaking up what 'was',
With it meant to be...
To happen.
No matter what conditions people wish for them to get,
When transitions come to be done...
And for everyone,
They happen.
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