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Reflections
i sit here watching the fire...thinking of life...what it means wondering why we spend our lives pleasing others while we wither away into nothingness...just to please reflections of life always brings questions with no answers i try to add some humor to my life...moments of gentleness quiet serene moments...a quietness to my life...i fail there are always something that has to be done...now reflections of life always brings questions with no answers people who have to be satisfied...egos sated...wants replied to yet i find...im not part of this...never have been...never will be im only a moment...my words not important...my ideas less reflections of life always brings questions with no answers fault is found with what is said...ears occupied with the mind so i sit here contemplating...wondering...what did i do wrong only to be told im having a moment...talk to me when it passes reflections of life always brings questions with no answers Vote for this poem
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