I SEE NOW AS I GLANCE THE ROOM.
WE ARE ALONE.
WE LIVE LIFE LIKE THE MESSAGING SEVICE ON MY PHONE.
AMOEBA. SINGLE SIDED, NO ROOM FOR CHANGE.
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Well..the drudgery of life. Scripture tells we know not the hour so we need to live with vibrance as we are intended to be and do.
Perhaps if a composer too, could write notes for this poem; and the artist fashion a form and you recite the work..so that the meesage which needs to be heard transcends all forms.
Absolutely true..no text or call when your time is up...smile good choice of words..strong
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Well..the drudgery of life. Scripture tells we know not the hour so we need to live with vibrance as we are intended to be and do. Perhaps if a composer too, could write notes for this poem; and the artist fashion a form and you recite the work..so that the meesage which needs to be heard transcends all forms. Absolutely true..no text or call when your time is up...smile good choice of words..strong