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Feb 2018
Every day is the continuum of life
And what it has begun
Of love, joy, and laughter,
Heartache, struggle and pain.

It continues…
Babes are born.
Youth grows old.
And the aged passes on.

The sun rises and sets.
We sleep, labor and play
Continuously.

The continuum.
Life is an unending cycle;
It never quits.
Written by
walterrean salley  usa
(usa)   
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