Cracking To Be
Cracking nuts with a knife, -
Think of scissors for meat:
Pride of habits deprive,
Take a rest and repeat
And just try afterwards
Their pure aftermath, -
Then for alter rewards
Maybe finding on path.
And if not - so well,
Just continue, - and break
Every gate to new dale,
Or new peak, or new lake,
And impressions collect
From "before" and from "then":
And the rest make them left,
Those who "waste" or just "spend".
Through endeavors reveal
Cores of worthier tastes:
You deserve royal meal,
After that - royal rest.
And let cutters preserved
Be for next tricks of fun:
That's for chosen sport
To be playfully done! ..
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