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Human Not Angel
Because I live, I cannot alter the wind, but I can adjust my sails to ensure that I land safely all the time. By Poet Because I live among humans and not angels I cherish affection in all aspects of my life We shall remain in love as long as we are alive In our world, beauty is becoming scarcer Moreover, we act as if nothing is significant Because I live, delight stems solely from love As social beings, that's just how we behave And we are here to express and bestow passion Recover cheerfully when life knocks you down Our lifestyle is absurd, but we are not insane Love, sympathy, and respect are what fuel us Wealth is essential, but it's not everything Realize that life unfolds as you're scheming Either you grasp the day or it steers you Oh, the golden radiance of the past is gone! Sacred stones are now present everywhere Our house is a beacon in the pitch-black night Our mother's voice is audible in the shadows Oh, poor kids, once worth their weight in gold They are now regarded as pottery made of clay! They are living oblivious to the lives they've changed People gave other people purpose and brightness Because I am yet alive, leaps are being made Twists and connections abound throughout Since our lives are connected, I get hollered at My influence has been recognized frequently I am, however, largely focused on my own life. Written: April 06, 2023
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