I’ve been told our childish games
Have no choice but to work out in the end.
Perhaps this helps us to naively believe
That one day this impasse will change; one of us will bend.
But I’ve also heard that all is fair
In both love and war.
So perhaps the realist also learns to embrace
Both the beautiful and harsh moments within
Every cracked open and slammed shut door.
–Written By Sandy Heights
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