A poem about life.

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Past, present, future,

To me are all as one,

A never-ending cycle,

New life always begun.

Perhaps I am a dreamer,

For my mind tells me so,

Tales of many people

Who cannot let love go.

Pardoning the prisoners

Chained to their regret,

Seems the right thing to do,

Change the way things met.

Forever means eternity,

Revolving doors of fate,

So the wise man says,

Never is never too late.

Spun around with ideas,

We do the best we can do,

We win, we lose, we try,

It all comes back to you.

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  • Goodselfme on Nov 12, 2009

    Completely true and very well expressed with your great choice of words.

  • Jane Jane on Nov 13, 2009

    well said.

  • cutedrishti8 on Nov 14, 2009

    Great piece of work

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