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In the beginning It was there Up front Never seeing it on the return Imagined Maybe dreamt It was there A understatement Only to revolve with time Into a mind with age to feel appreciated In a new found place as death approaches The end When the body never moves Just the soul
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 2:13 PM UTC
The Flow of Things
In the beginning It was there Up front Never seeing it on the return Imagined Maybe dreamt It was there A understatement Only to revolve with time Into a mind with age to feel appreciated In a new found place as death approaches The end When the body never moves Just the soul
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 2:13 PM UTC
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