You’re not sure what it means.
You sort of wish you were.
It doesn’t mean wild-eyed
Confidence in the good.
It’s closer to stoic,
In a mirroring way.
You will allow yourself
No domestic excuse.
You’ll stay optimistic,
Even as it requires
A bit of savagery
To maintain. You’ll maintain
Since you know there are grounds
For this expectation,
That scary as it is
You’ll fumble through it
To something else scary
In yet another way.
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