No Things Or ContinuousA Poem by Davidgeo.It is either death or continuous Some things here we cannot experience Maybe no things, maybe more things Some questions remain always precarious Maybe one life, maybe myriads Some ends may indeed lead to the ethereal Maybe finite, maybe infinite Some questions remain always contrarious Maybe starlight is our birthright Some things might be borne to always return Maybe dying is just transitioning It is either death or continuous Like a phoenix or just ashes © 2018 DavidgeoAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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