Life Book
Balance the sky on a twig from the tree
If the twig snaps or falls
The sky will tumble onto us
Bumping our heads and waking us up
From our life long sleep
That we think is a life of memories
Yet unlived but recollected
From the earliest times and days
We follow the oblong path
Each corner is the same
Just like we are the same
Why is it this way?
You wrote the book of life
So tell me now
CC 191 2020
JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX
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