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Life is Living

The branch of learning

On this tree we call life is short or long

Arent we all at least once in our lifetime

A soldier of our own personal struggle

 

Returned home with leaves of green

We display our triumphs

only

To find we are relocated

In this courtroom

Of prompt condemnation

And served copied advice

 

 

Like a fish out of water

We seek the sea of our own redemption

But we were hooked

By those who knew better than us about our evolution

Better than us about our mistakes

Better than us about what we misplaced

Better than us about what we could have produced

Or should have produced

Or given

Or receieved.

 

The truth is not hard to see

It’s only hard to stand for

Love is the answer written inside the hearts of man

But who can look within anyones world and judge it

 

We each have many worlds inside

We each are unique inside

We can only see our own

Injured, abused, forgotten, betrayed

Ignored, accused, judge without delay

 

Trying,believing,hoping and strong

Stuck in a world where we’re always wrong

Or never wrong

And going to say it

 

The branch of learning

On this tree we call life is short or long

I live by my own advice

And care for the fruits of any goodness

 

Love is not what we chose it to be

Love has its own definition

 

Hurt is not what we choose it to be

Hurt has its own definition

 

Perfection is not what we choose it to be

Perfection has its own definition

 

Friendship is not what we choose it to be

Friendship has its own definition

 

Inside each of us is an unknown territory to the world outside us

I do not know my way around the world inside you

I only know my own

And in my own world

The tree is LIFE

all that is not life eventually withers away

 

(inspirational quote)

Life is about living, inside our own smile, above our own limits, around our own obstacles, outside our own prison before our own judgement

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colleen-ranney
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Jun 22, 2010
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