I am not old
but older
I am not wise
but wiser
I am not complete
but aware
Life holds nothing in its hands
for its fingers will not bend
to just one thing
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In this blog, I write short somethings--essays, stories, poems, thoughts--based on a word I receive from http://www.wordsmith.org.
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Something I would etch on my skin.
Words true to life, and to be remembered, beautiful composition my friend.
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