Wanderlust

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I'm miles from where I was, lost at times in wanderlust As time moves on, it carries me past no memories unjust A beautiful disaster moving at the speed of life Sharing a consistent companionship with strife A sign of life underneath the emptying hollow alive in me Good intentions are there for the taking solid in who I be I clearly see in a different light, no denying I live in optimistic environments My ashes will fade away like all in time, my connections lived all eternal moments

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Paige Hind

Date: 3/29/2023 9:19:00 AM

This is very whimsical. An 'in-between- way of looking at life. Great work!

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 3/30/2023 7:01:00 PM

There's black. There's white. I love the color gray! A.S.