Friday Night

What is it like to write fearlessly,
To go with words where there is nothing to be scared of,
To say what rolls around,
To be as honest as can be?

What is it like to work without sadness,
To be happy with a career,
To smile while toiling,
To be content?

What is it like to think these things?
It’s a cliff.
It’s a fool’s game.
It’s today.

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