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Rated: E · Prose · Arts · #1005124
This poem is the view i have of life, describing the very rythm and flow of what life is.
In every life there is a tear thrown to the ground by a batting eye lash. Every child is born with a tear as every flower is born with dew upon their petals. Everything has a purpose in life, everything can change or help the world. There is no good without evil; the evil is needed for the good to be able to arise. There is no love without hate; only half an emotion would be existing. In the end of life everybody has a story to tell, to pass on through the generations, some stories are great, and others are of a sad and pitiful end. Then some are of past regrets throughout their whole life. But in the end all are loved my somebody it is just the way life intertwines throughout many souls, as a vine does around a tree. Life in the end is good for all, by all are loved.
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