Space
Space is the nothingness between knowing and doing
Space is there between living and dying
Space hold the key between right and wrong
Space is the humm between thoughts and song
Space holds you back when you want to go forth
Space holds the excuses from the moment of birth
Without a space to move us forward to ensue
No sense would be made of what we do.
Dated 20/2/2013
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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