It's a time
So unlike any other
Perhaps it will never
Be the same again
A world changing
A process we are witnessing
And as such
We will or should change
Adapt to a new way
Speak out on thoughts, feelings
Be truthful to those secrets
We keep well hidden
The alternative though
Of never saying it
Of keeping quiet those words
Through fear of whatever
Becomes meaningless
In a world, in a state of chaos
There is nothing to lose
Roll dice, take chances, speak
And say those words
Because tomorrow
May not be as you expect
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