Lost and FoundA Poem by PeteNot till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations. - ThoreauTaught school's useless truth but not reality. Fiction is the rule. Thank God you have a cell phone. 'Cause you're lost and alone. Later is now. The only questions are ... ... when do we return and more importantly ... ... how? ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on August 18, 2019 Last Updated on August 18, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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