Here At The Infinite Warehouse Called Life Poem by Chuy Amante

Here At The Infinite Warehouse Called Life



Step right up, bring a large caravan of baggage carts.
Here lies in front of you the aisles, infinite aisles of
the stuff dreams are made of. Fill your carts
and start to assemble the dream you've been dreaming.

You know where it must be built.
Go there, give all and receive all.
Live life in the realm you were born for!

Here At The Infinite Warehouse Called Life
Friday, September 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love
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