I quite wonder...why I came back;
Often times, there is a need
or else...I would not come to be
and disappear...this part of me.
Whatever it is...I embrace it
but still...no one knows
where any of us is heading
or exactly what we are becoming.
All we know,
Is that we are putting in out effort
as we are determined to grow and move forward
and go high instead of...low.
- Joker Wood
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: March 18th, 2022 09:32
- Category: Short story
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Comments3
Good one,go high and poem on
Nice message of hope. A nice moment of introspection. Well done!
You're right joker, always aim high,or we may never know how we can climb
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