Reality

Life is like a short 
or long line of thread 
coiled around a spool,
Once you have started 
to use it,
you never know when, where,
how it will be broken,
but absolutely,
with an unpredictable reason,
which will happen in any season
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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