It's really funny how life has drowned itself -- no, barely
submerged itself underneath those flooding waters but somehow
'she' (or he, maybe they) knew that time had known what ventures
and avenues to play in, yet fondled in every easement of
recollection that another secondary breath of lineage
followed without so much as a minute preception
Nor did everything beside have stretched out - only to be
seen as interwoven fabrics, making a new form of clothing
to wear; traversed simplicity, well, just to save face,
consciously proceeded in line too.
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Please tell me what you think
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Small things can cause big waves - little things make huge changes in people's lives - yet others notice nothing. Life is a series of connections, woven into each other's being without so much as a stirch at times. Deep and analytical - let wondering what caused this.
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you know i am going to be blunt but you have some interesting thought, i know it is just me, but it takes a while to get them, i like this poem, keep it flowing
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