Time after time.
Even before the lapse of our mutual purpose in life; to reach the end of time.
We will be faced with smiles, and forced to grin.
But time flies, and it always leaves us with the questions we were unable to answer.
Proving unanswered questions to be the shortest of them all.
What is life?
Who am I?
What is love?
Is there God?
And how about existence?
What.Is.Life?
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Wow. You make a fine writer. You should consider having one or two of these beautiful works of yours on http://www.blankpaperz.com . I’m always on the look out for stunning writers like yourself. I think your writing “comes from a flawed place, a dark place.”
Oh, that’s a compliment sweetie. 🙂
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oh my, thanks Mirabelle. You’re such a lovely being.
I’d consider it.
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Hehehe… Thankies 😹
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