Life and Feelings
Compassion, is like the hands of time.
But broken into another story,
written from the human mind.
Most people don't care if you are dead or alive.
Your ashes could be on the ground,
Lifted up, making you dust in the wind.
This could be your last calling.
The end,
The New Beginning,
Goodbye...
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