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Life is full of twisting growing thoughts.
Nourished only to grow with words sought.
Does any one care what crosses my mind?
Or are my words only whimsical thoughts to be lost with time?
Only thoughts of mine.
As day greets night.
We all shall pass.
Only to be remembered by words that last.