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From birth to earth,
Luck of the draw decides
The side of track I reside
Could make life full of mirth or dearth.
Outside forces may sway my ways
But instilled within is my free will
To choose to self-destruct or help construct
So I can reach my highest potential.
Though all is temporary
Any suffering seems long
While bliss is quicksilver
But this doesn’t have to be.
How I walk and talk is my sole journey
How I feel and heal is my soul journey
Physical and spiritual matters are both key
To integrate myself perfectly and be happy.
Very touching this is!!
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Thanks
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When did you start writing poetry? You certainly know how to express yourself very well! Thanks for sharing.
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You are so nice! Thanks for reading.
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That’s so positive. Thanks!
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You’re welcome! Thanks for visiting.
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Very lovely!
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Thanks, Lynn!
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You are so welcome x
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Great stuff. Love the first verse, life really is a lottery.
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Thanks. I still have Sicaro in my mind.
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Nice!
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Thanks!
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