Monday, October 9, 2017

Last hour 336 cc 11/5/23



How important is this
When perceived from
My final hour

Everything just seem so hard
Take another look from the cold graveyard
Life is brief even at its longest
I won't get lost in a self-made forest
My thoughts create the world I see
I always choose the way I'll be
I'll greet each day
In a grateful way
Spread joy and kindness as I go
My life springs from the seeds I sew 

How important is this
When perceived from
My final hour
day 28,474

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