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Nov 2015
Throughout my short lifetime
a contradiction has passed through my ear canals many a times.

"People always change".
"People never change".

For awhile it riddled me
these silly little strings o' words.

It has now become clear to me,
an ever-flowing pool of freshwater.

Beings do adapt.
Evolve, rather.
Slowly.

The cells of our body split and die,
new tissue and organs form.
Follicles encase new hair that arises from our skin.
The person that we believed we knew so well,
extinct.

It brings fascination to me
that the things that may seem so common will one day be newborn experiences.

Reliving something old for the first time again,
refreshing ain't it?

And while change may not be the correct word for it, I disagree with the statement that "people never change".

We are all becoming someone new.
All feedback is good feedback, my friends. Have a lovely evening. We are together. Blessed be.
Kendal Cooper
Written by
Kendal Cooper  Southern California
(Southern California)   
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