Stoic is as stoic does not
The straight line with no dividing pathways,
eating your feelings and experiences
A glutton of unprecise needs and unending appetite
But there is another way
There’s a way to find a middle
It doesn’t break the self,
it only breaks the routine
Call upon your average angels
Live within the grey screens
Logic can exist without emotion,
emotion can exist without logic
But life is most harsh without thought,
and who wants to live in a world of broken smiles
The oldest saying is plan for the worst, hope for the best
Yet a stoic doesn’t hope, merely plans
Fill your head with your heart, find a stranger path
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