THE MASTERPLANA Poem by luabut where do you fit in?was I created for life or was life created for me is it my right to pick the flowers that blossom below me as I climb the tree that stands as still as my mind when my head tips back the sky flooding into my eyes the sun nestling deep in my heart whilst the clouds collect in my brain
or is this just nature’s distraction so I do not notice it is sculpting me to fit perfectly into its masterplan © 2019 luaFeatured Review
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Added on January 10, 2017Last Updated on March 16, 2019 Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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