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Feb 2022
Oh Life:
the occasion, that occasionally
  some leave the event too soon.

Oh Life:
the maze, searching for a way,
  yet dazed and confused.

With limited days, and how best to use.

Oh Life:
the pillow, looking for support and comfort,
  Often in the living, but mostly found
   when you're at rest.

Oh Life:
the boot, hard kicking your backside,
   trailing your baggage in the back.

With just the few luck you keep in a sack.

Oh Life:
isn't all that it seems.
  The closest you are to reality,
   pulls you away from your dreams.

Nine out of the ten times, you're a ten
of having the worst time.

Still,
you can't afford to waste time,
  even with the girls you call dimes.

No penny for thought; could ever
pay the intellect of a great mind.

But all can **** time.

Oh Life:
  is time, but never enough of it.  
  
Life is but the time you can make of it.
  Precious is life; but precious is time.

Spend both well.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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