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The Plan

Time tends to twist and bend the gentlest of thoughts it seems we want more of it even during the painful times. Time and light are the currency of life, if we have both we can spend hours watching the long road ahead of us. Do not take either for granted, do not squander this treasure. It may be fine to share or even teach the skill to others as long as you recognize what you have and how long it will last. This road we walk is a different length for each of us be aware of how far you are from the bridge of finality. Grasp each moment no matter the pain or pleasure involved and do all within your power to preserve each second of that event. Spread your ideas and plans to those you love and care for hope that they follow the plan as you have and perhaps reach that bridge at the same moment sharing a smile and love.
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Written by
wayne-h-colegate
77 / M / Canadian
Published
Jul 1, 2024
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A different style for me but it felt comfortable

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