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Mar 2021
Looking at the future,
Is it cloudy, or clear,
Thinking about the last day,
Is it far, or near.

Everyone’s, soul is searching,
Experiencing different ways,
That’s why were not to judge others,
During this life, stay.

A soul travel’s through many life’s,
Searching for perfection, every day,
Learning from all situations,
That it passes through, along the way.


                                                               Tom Maxwell © 02/01/2007 AD
Written by
The Original Tom Maxwell  66/M/Junction City, Ill
(66/M/Junction City, Ill)   
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