Our Armstrong

We are buried with worries
For treasure we need for our stories

Family is something we can’t choose
But can we choose people we need for our cruise

We settle for people we think we deserve
Are we right to compromise on our nerves

We fight for men and women we love
Then suddenly why we want to get rid of

We continue to dig more
Only to find ourselves on the floor

Surpisinly, we knew it all along
So, are we trying to discover our Armstrong


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