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From the second I awaken until the oblivion of death,
There is no rest for the wicked, I regret what I said;
But never the intentions or things I never mentioned,
Because they were not worthy of being spoken, only being questioned.
Until I am dead I shall fight for this cause.
Love is yours and mine and us all.
It belongs to us, creates and irritates us,
But still in the end it all comes down to love.
Life is by design a curious creator.
Life is worth trying to reach the ever-after.
People and politics don’t mix.
Tell me your truth and I will show you their laughter.
(C)2022 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © Aa Harvey | Year Posted 2024
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