Our lives are driven things
But not driven well
When we neglect the vehicle's maintenance
A simple reality
Neither we nor life is 1 plus 2 plus 3
It takes a life time for us to know
And even more for this truth to show
But a second chance at maintenance is not given.
New way of putting it, Bill: car upkeep. You make a crucial point about the difference about looking after cars and looking our existence, though. Warm regards and a score of 9 from Gina.
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Oh, you don't take votes. Well then just know that I like your poem! Gina.