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The Gift of Life

I'm not sure where to start but the air in my lungs, it has got me feeling like i am the luckiest man of them all. The year is 2019 and I'm 34 years old, while I'm just starting this journey for a reason i still do not know. It seems like everything has changed but still nothing at all, because I still feel the love of everything, but still feel nothing at all. There's no way that this life can be right,cause my heart is filled with so much hate at the moment, but I can still feel so much light. And the light is the reason why I haven't given up, combined with the fact that my time isn't up. There has to be some good on this Earth left for me to do, until I find out what it is I will still remain courageous and stupid. And enjoy the Gift of Life knowing the secret to all. Which is to love like there is no tomorrow at all. 

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Edward Williams

I really love and respect how hard you tryed to portray this feeling .. I feel as if I have or have had the same feeling..and I feel like you done a great job wording this  feeling of dismay 
nice piece

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James Harvey

Thank you Edward, as a fairly
new writer approx 2-3 months, I find it kind of hard at times to convey the feeling inside of me to the world. But I will keep trying!

 

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Tony Taylor

Amen JAMES HARVEY!! ~

             ~ ".....knowing the secret to all
                 Which is to love there is no tomorrow at all.."

An excellent début piece dear poet brother!!......WELCOME to COSMO!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✴❤

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