This One or the Next
Frequencies
By Jeffrey SparksPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
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Our lives feel strange
As we hope to grow wise
I think it's a shame
You and I are passersby
On different waves if I had to guess
In another place perhaps
You’d have seen my best
But don’t wait for me
So no need to stress
You can go when you need
I’ll just reset
Because there is no old me,
And there is no new
There is only this me,
Who learned and grew
And I enjoyed the time,
I spent with you
But who knows
If or when, I’ll see you again,
In this life or the next.
About the Creator
Jeffrey Sparks
Adversity is kindling I choose to burn to keep my hands warm in winter ensuring my words will stretch beyond the years that turn my bones to dust.
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