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A reflection on lifestyle.


Submitted:Dec 18, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


As the days succome, further a-mist,

I am still aware of the things, miss'd,

Though at moments it seems so rough,

This extension of my mind has made me tough.

Could I ever regret; or forget,

The irrevocable change, that has set?

My soul has gain'd, my mind sane'd.

Forever shall my eyes be enflamed.

So why is your understanding this way?

When war and conflict, might end one day.

But no, we live the 'wrong day'.





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