![]() second to hourA Poem by snakeoil![]() second to second every second of life![]()
every second of life cells are born and die they accumulate int minutes and hours
like children's sandcastles mostly moods from elation to despair everything in-between is called normal the sailboats of our lives calm and hot places or stormy like a sturdy ship we shouldn't be too swatted by our sails as emotions too much our logic is the ships compass and steering wheel
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Added on October 18, 2022 Last Updated on October 18, 2022 Author |