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A Seed Called Life

A Seed Called Life

A Seed Called Life

Life is a secret none can figure out

We all think too much and some get filled with doubt

They feel that it's a curse

They feel they want to shout

Some act too hastily, and never get to sprout

We try our best to help

And we try our best to listen

They cannot hear our cries

Just voices saying give-in

We want to understand them

And we want them to fight

They give us a blank stare

And show a fading light

Not all stick around

Not all get to live

Those that stand their ground

Have so much yet to give

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Tony Taylor

And then..... there ARE those who DO stand there ground!!...... Love the positive track you take at the end of this piece MARCILY!!.....ALL STARS!!.... well done...... and......WELCOME to COSMO!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo
Ps. I do think that this life CAN be figured out..... otherwise .....what's the point..... plus.....I think I'm on the right track to that end right now!!...... just sayin'!!.......smiles......T xo

 

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Marcily

Thank you very much for the nice comment, and yes personally I feel like life is what you make it :). there is no golden answer to the question "What is the meaning of life". In my opinion we're all here to set our own goals and make ourselves happy for however long we can. Cheers

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