Daily missive breaks into the weekend for Saturday the 1st of December.
Open the door
Find a window
In the sky
Look beyond the horizon
It is a limitation
To be constrained
By what you know
It is barely a beginning
To behold the future
As dependent on the past
The present, less than a moment
To believe in
Blink and it is gone
Step outside
Be more than transient
Stand apart
Recreate the familiar
Into something
Better
There is safety in numbers
Without them
Every option taken
Will be reduced
To the certainty
Of zero
Chance is what you make it
In all probability
The sum of all you are
Will balance
Out the risk
Of what you might become
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