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Will it be too late To say what we never could?
To those we love?
Can all our pains be washed away in the current of the endless sea?
Is there a purpose to everything we do that won't be forgotten before the end of time?
Are we just living an endless cycle of life and death just to find nothing matters?
What can we do
When Tomorrow comes?
About the Creator
Pandora
I am a parent to four children; a perfectionist who finds it very difficult to finish any project without many revisions.
Comments (1)
Wow so many great questions to ponder about. Love your poem.