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Life

The bird flew The beagle halted Raindrops fell, but only a few The ice melted, the leaf dropped The ground salted Regretting some choices, to name a few Uncertainty looming Limited openings, naming two The quest goes on Not always forward The sun sets The object is drawn People dance Around and around Its all chance

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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