Saturday, January 5, 2019

Beginnings

Things start and things end,
they cycle through and begin again.
There isn't a time or a right place to be,
it's all connected to something greater than we.
I'm living and loving and striving my best, 
for a life that is mine above all the rest.
Room for delight and all the pleasure of things, 
isn't that the point of being such beings.



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