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The Caretaker

I am just the caretaker, everything in my life is on loan, did you know that? I only realize that now. should have seen that in the very beginning from the very start. Mother, father, grandmother all the people I knew, gone, my half hearted achievements and my success is all on loan, all so unimportant and insignificant now. Everything is temporary and for a specified time but comes with interest down the line. All we think we own is not truly ours, to be left behind one day. We are only caretakers except for our souls which we get to keep and answer for in the end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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