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SOME AND OTHERS

Some 
Are denied the chance
Some throw away the chance
Some shirk the chance
While others yet
Embrace the dance
Some collect bounty 
Others collect not
For some bounty matters
Others care not a jot
Some gather misery
And others 
Much joy
And chance holds the answers
To new girl or boy
But whatever the story
Be it hardship
Or glory
It all begs the question
Who decides our story
For in the matter of life
And all its decisions
Is it just random chance
Or controlled precision
Life. 
Marion Price
(2018)

 

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Tony Taylor

FANTASTIC write!!......when you read this aloud it rolls so 'trippingly off the tongue' that it presents a sense of near-fairytale tone and tempo!!......The formatting is perfectly precise....adding a great flow to the entirety!!.....and to top it off!! ~ it begs the reader to go beyond themselves and mingle with the question of "LIFE" itself!!......PINNED for perfection!!......Kings to you MARION!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✴❤ ~ Bravo!! ??? 

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Marion

Thankyou Tony Taylor...you sweetheart xx

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Larry Ran

Dear Marion,

Do we make the decisions that affect our life?
Or is it all preordained?
Have we the power to change what is?
Or will it  forever be sustained?

Peace and Love,
Larry xx

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Marion

An age old question Larry..one I ponder often. Are we really free willed???? ??And you have half a poem there ?❤️

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