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On Celebration

Some point towards the sky.

I, towards the ground.

Then towards myself.

 

This moment.
This feeling.
This is
My Life.

                               Versus M.P.B. on 13th April 2014

Poetry

On Youth

In youth, let there be no pride
For when it doth arrive
Tis plainly known as vanity.
For a time when one must be set free… 68 more words

Poetry