It Is, What It Is
It is what it is, until it isn't.
And when it isn't, it will be what it already is.
It is pure, it is true, it is as beautiful as isn't, isn't.
It is what it is.
01/01/2018
Free verse style only poetry contest
Emile Pinet
Copyright © Jay Vee | Year Posted 2018
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