Ok now I am really confused. I was sitting here again and these poetry things keep popping in my mind. These were written in seconds?? Any ideas?
As life passes us by we must presume all is not a miracle but life in bloom
To take a path that is unknown our fears will be swallowed up against the doom
To those that figure all is well hopefully they don’t stumble in the well
The well of life abundant to some is an endless pit to those unknown
So give to thee and receive from none the gift of life is a conundrum
To pass life by is all but done
Our earthly bodies belong to none
For what we learn is ours to keep
The good Lord knows what we shall reap
It is only he that can provide
The information that we hide
We know not why we choose this life
But a lesson learned will suffice
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