Half-lived Lives
Look around,
A beeline of half lived lives,
Some old and grim,
Aware of the impending completion.
Some young and restless,
Fighting the resistance, the war within.
Despite the differences,
Lies a distinctive commonality.
A beating heart,
synchronous with the light of the soul,
repeatedly calling us Home...
A beeline of half lived lives,
Some old and grim,
Aware of the impending completion.
Some young and restless,
Fighting the resistance, the war within.
Despite the differences,
Lies a distinctive commonality.
A beating heart,
synchronous with the light of the soul,
repeatedly calling us Home...
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