To all work together, we need not agree.
Each has their mission, some of us three.
Bridges over puddles, the buddha might say.
Help all the lost, since they’re not far away.
The gift you’ll be given, if honest and true.
Showing you all the things, you can now do.
Use inner knowledge, filling your cup.
Notice how time has begun to speed up.
Love and compassion, given today.
Expands never ending, on the middle way.
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Steve Glodenfort (Pseudonym) (
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Great write
Are we having fun yet? Mission Impossible has just left for the stars, and assures humanity they'll be in perfect harmony now they're no longer on terra firma from whence we came.
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