Count the stars of heaven

Our stories are more than the sand on the shore

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Posted on September 8, 2021 by aperture

Some choose to
Live and let die
Watch a mother cry
Hear an old man grieve
Turn a cold hand, leave

Avoid another vow
Furrows in the brow
Take another's toil
Feed the ego, spoil

Eternally asking 
Am I one or the other?
Do I love?
Do I bother?

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