come out to play (2)

no matter the weather
inside or out
if the street fills with puddles
or your mind drips with doubts

these are your people
and you in turn theirs
rest in the knowing
that all of you care

to laugh is magnificent
to imagine, pure gold
to connect with another
these are treasures we hold

so no matter the weather
outside or in
come out to play
then all of us win

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