Just Stop
Laying on this living sphere,
I feel that I've been in limbo, here.
Clueless, at the world around me.
Feeling as though my spirit can soar.
I saw a picture of myself, tonight.
I was standing still; everything else was moving.
To me, that is life, that is love, that is what we make it.
If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you might miss out on
something.
And for the rest of your life, you'll kick yourself for not knowing what it was.
Don't let yourself get into that part of despair.
Just stop.
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