I do hope things work out alright,
For those who cling onto their fantasized insights.
Those who impose upon themselves and others,
Restricted wishes...
To see the World that is,
With realities observed quickly dismissed.
I do hope things work out for them,
Who choose to live in 'comfort zones'
Scented in marmalade, lilac and peppermint mists.
And cuddled within mindsets,
Absent of truths to deal with.
With choices to erase from themselves,
All signs of conflict.
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