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Mar 2021
Turn the key -
No matter how much we think we have - nothing can stop the actual time assigned.
All are looking - do we see...
Clouds move
Rain falls
Snow builds
Sprung is spring
Then its all again
The conquer of lock , is love in a timeless flow of patients
and selfless - agitated baking and waiting of bread, teaching
those who need assistance.
Kindness to one self and understanding the lock of love.
Written by
Figmunt
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