Soliloquy
Time and tide sprinkles seasoning
The kid winces,tosses her head
Who can teach her wisdom
Thru the whole journey of life
How the big girl grows
Virgin flight, flawed
Fame, marred
Passion,blighted
Only spinning feeble words
Out of translunary yard
Exuberant hug glows a restless soul
Delightful smile lulls a shyer to sleep
Promised land is yet to come
Keep aloof from pathos
Shouldn't turn your head back
A pillar of salt isn't yours
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