Comfort Zone

Comfort Zone

Certain boundaries that can’t be crossed,
What once you possessed, but now is lost.
To rise incessantly and find your way
Each day, without reindeers and a sleigh.
Is cold so bad, or can heat be far worse?
Please ask yourself as you sing this verse.
If the Earth is dirty, then sky is clean,
Driven aground like a well-oiled machine.
Certain comforts that can not be found,
Lest consciousness be cleaned and wound.

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