Our Lives are but a footprint in the wind,
Some blown away in their prime,
Others, without rhythm or rhyme,
And Time,
...
It was meant to be
Never,
You and I,
Never, the sky,
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So much emotion,
True humans do feel,
It is, after all,
One of Life's,
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Wonder of wonders, Poetry,
Going forth so fancy free,
There are poems for all tastes,
Nothing seems to go to waste,
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Believe nothing,
But investigate everything,
Sometimes under old stones,
There are markings,
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What secrets does the Moon hide
On its non-luminous side?
The Dark One, the one we can't see,
Does it participate in controlling the Tide
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People betray,
But a dog will never,
His fidelity and love,
Will always with you stay,
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A lonely heart cries,
The emptiness of Time,
As all hope dies,
Disillusion turns to rhyme,
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Beauty lives within a flower,
Sometimes in a blade of grass,
It's the simple things that matter,
The love image that is cast,
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