GONE
Gone are the days of feeling smooth, like the wind passing by and taking all of our worries.
Gone are the days of knowing things will be okay, we are back in times that make us feel worry and unrest.
The days are now strange with unknown paths, some lead us to dark and strange paths.
Life has moved into strange and uncomfortable times, some hate God, some have no God, some love God with all of their heart.
Gone can make us feel alone, make us think of what kind of a life are we in.
Money is the path people follow, they want to find money on every corner, leading them to a life of chase, chasing paths that lead us to death.
Some we see are way to gone, they will never return to a path that is well, they chase a feeling for money, for control, for all the things that are material.
So, stay aware and stay on a perfect path, love, forgive and never get lost.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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