Time to Go

They taught us to argue
Never whether to win or to resolve
Nor anything about the difference
And now it’s time to go.

We tasted spirits
The kind kept in bottles, left on shelves.
No feeling but fun, no thoughts, only words,
And now it’s time to go.

We tried our voices,
In quantity and volume rivaling
The real spirits are still shelved
And now it’s time to go.


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