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Stream of Life

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Stream of Life

I stare into the stream and see my reflection
A floating leaf catches my eye.
My eyes follow it on its journey down stream
And suddenly it hits me,
Life is like a stream.
It moves along
Sometimes faster than others
Going quickly just as high school seems to be.
The direction of my future is uncertain,
And so is that of a stream,
It has bends and detours
And sometimes dead ends.
We will all experience these in life
At one point or another,
But the water in that stream
Keeps moving until it’s at its final destination
Just like we as humans must do
To reach our final destiny.





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