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by Grey Ajurahck Jul 1, 2007 category : Life, society / other
We are born immortal, ride our destiny like the wind, touching stars, living dreams, the world is ours, to it we ascend. And when it's all over, we look back to find, the impact of this life, was but a twitch in time. October 23, 1991
by Ed or Ian Henderson
I love simple short poems like this.