Good People
Those that keep well in our hearts,
Are the good people in this world.
Anchored to a little island of hope,
On the shores of Nowhere,
And Tomorrow more.
I was overcome with a fever dream,
Out on one too many bad turns,
Outside the wrong turns,
Of so many incorrect, bad turned doors.
Yet the Good People lift you up,
When you have fallen down flat.
And when you do take a bad turn,
That is not all there is to say about that.
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