Not Done Yet
I’m not done yet.
I’ve figured out one thing;
all this life experience, this world,
this reality,
is all about me, not you.
Just as you who read this,
this is about only you not me.
It is mind that creates everything –
truth, actuality, emotions, hate and love,
dog and daffodils.
The good news for you is,
I’m not done yet
nor you.
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