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My travels on planet earth this time, I am approaching sixty – six years, You are only as old, as you think, and believe, In your mind. I was raised the youngest, In a family of five, along with the lady I married, They have all passed away, I never had any children, I’m the last alive, I guess you could say I’m a, free bird, The thoughts in my mind fly so many places every day, I’m my own inspiration, everything the ideas, thoughts, and effort, All on me, a good or bad day, the excitement, or pain, only my eye’s, See, as I try to accomplish everything, sometimes, like hanging, On too board’s floating in a sea. I’m not complaining, or want sympathy, I keep positive, thinking about tomorrow today, moving between different Projects everyday no boredom in any way, often thinking deep, in a, Room of silence, so much to discover, about my life and soul, The reason we are in this life, the purpose of this short stay. The original Tom Maxwell/ poems © 01/25/2023 AD Philosopher - polymath
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 8:26 PM UTC
Its Now or Never My Life
My travels on planet earth this time, I am approaching sixty – six years, You are only as old, as you think, and believe, In your mind. I was raised the youngest, In a family of five, along with the lady I married, They have all passed away, I never had any children, I’m the last alive, I guess you could say I’m a, free bird, The thoughts in my mind fly so many places every day, I’m my own inspiration, everything the ideas, thoughts, and effort, All on me, a good or bad day, the excitement, or pain, only my eye’s, See, as I try to accomplish everything, sometimes, like hanging, On too board’s floating in a sea. I’m not complaining, or want sympathy, I keep positive, thinking about tomorrow today, moving between different Projects everyday no boredom in any way, often thinking deep, in a, Room of silence, so much to discover, about my life and soul, The reason we are in this life, the purpose of this short stay. The original Tom Maxwell/ poems © 01/25/2023 AD Philosopher - polymath
I know no one like me , they do exist Only 1 to 3 per cent of population Do not have anyone close to them alive
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 8:26 PM UTC
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