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Life, a scribble on a page,
Love, an accidental blot.
Merriment a loosened spiral,
Hate a line not sought.

Rapture calls as hills begin,
The pen charting out our course.
All in good time will it be known,
What will be life’s force.

All could be predetermined,
All could be a game of luck.
Never knowing where you’re headed,
To riches or to muck.

Life, a scribble on a page,
One long unending journey.
No control over what’s been dolled,
But the choice made not to worry.




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miracles_change_people said...
Jul. 13, 2011 at 3:58 pm:
this is wonderful, its the only word for it ive got
 
audball replied...
Jul. 13, 2011 at 6:07 pm :
Thank you!  If you like this one I'm sure you'll like my others.
 
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