All things one will receive,
In this lifetime.
Will come.
To leave.
In this lifetime.
That which is believed,
In this lifetime.
Will change as one grows.
To learn, accept and come to know.
In this lifetime.
With trust there is happiness.
If kept.
Much is tested to address...
Each season manifested.
Reasons we all share,
To compare if something in life is missed.
Makes us seek pieces to complete...
With a snug fit.
In this lifetime.
And in this lifetime,
All that is received...
Leaves.
With air that is free to breathe.
That seems not to be an option,
In this lifetime of teased choices made to choose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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