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Chants of Mortals

Chants of Mortals From the first cry out of the womb like a bay window Life presents a combat zone Though maternal and puny The soul knew it was an eternal race Tick-tack, tick-tack the race began Moments in life unfolds like a lotus Laying hold on the peduncle of hope Each day breeds disquietude From a child, to the springtime of life, to the withering age Birth with unbeatable potentials A time of unrest and a time of peace A time of defeat and a time of victory Embodies the vulnerabilities of life until the final breath

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Date: 8/31/2021 2:50:00 AM
Great poem!
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