we do our best
we try to aim
to reach the skies
to play the game
to live a life
of love and stars
of peace and joy
and no more wars
but we are tied
to earth and soil
we breathe the air
of nature’s toil
it may not be
we might not reach
the dreams we dreamed
the tales we teach
our flesh weighs down
it cannot be
that we are freed
into liberty
so take a moment
and say a prayer
blow it softly
into the air
all will pass
and this we know
struggles will end –
a final bow.
lovely
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Thank you!
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Damn…! Full of meaning and depth…
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Thank you for reading!
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you’re welcome =)
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VERY TRUE ,,
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I’m glad you agree
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I simply adore this.
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Thank you 🙂
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You’ve excelled here, so meaningful and flowed so gracefully, a great read.
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Thank you very much 🙂
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nice!
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Thank you, Violet!
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This gives me hope and troubles being blown away makes life seem bearable, V. 💮🌟
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