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by Scott Cole Nov 28, 2015 category : Life, society / inspirational
I'm but a breath of air A thought of memory, A chance reasoning At it's simplicity. I come at you randomly No rhyming order, Either you pick me up Or your not my supporter. I come and I go Almost at free will, I'm easiest to remember When my mind's sitting still. There good and there bad But they don't equal out, The worse of the two Is the one full of doubt. I'm but a breath of air That you might breathe in, Or I'll continue on blowing In the midst of the wind.
by Dagmar Wilson
A lovely piece.