A Mere Moment Of Mentalities Mortality Rates Late Dates With Fate. - Poem by Michael Gale
The monotiny of the day...
Influences each person's adverse individuality toward's others.
The Sun commands mere mortality of men to slide down a
spiraling poled path toward's death...
What a trip.
The mind's eye slip...
-Sometimes can end without a last minute's warning or notice...
Thusly written sadly God's unread fate.
Caught and got us not too early, alas-way too late...
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