Our ownA Poem by kt.i.supposeSomething I wrote based around the theme irregular orbit, I may admittedly have got slightly off topic. . . or maybe not you decide.
Everything has a place.
A predetermined destiny. Their perfect allotted slot in life. Everything has a place.
Good or bad . Successful or not. But nothing has a regular order. We have minds. We have wills. We are irregular in our orbits. Our loops from beginning to end. Our own wheels of time. We are our own. © 2012 kt.i.suppose |
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Added on July 23, 2012 Last Updated on July 23, 2012 Tags: Our own, alone, everything has a place, irregular orbits Author
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