No Perfect Time

I write poetry
even if I don’t know how;
but better this
than waiting till
I’ve fully learned how to.

Life’s wasted in too much waiting
for the perfect time.
There is no such thing!
There’s just the moving
and the doing
and the taking of risks
countless times.

Better that than always waiting
for the perfect time.

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