I thought all moments
were created equally,
that it was impossible
that time and space
could conspire to lend
one moment
more significance
than another.
Now I know better,
I know some moments
count a whole lot more.
That some moments
will find my heart
beating erratically
and other moments
will find me dozing,
unaware of the world.
And that it won't always
be my own choice
which moment matters
and which does not.
And I will have to trust
that I will know when
to fight or take flight
and realize that sometimes
I will do the wrong thing.
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