Everyone getting that bit Older
Same for our hearts some Colder
When to go back to a Womb
For some not too Soon
If these things appear to Be
Betwixt lives we never can See
How mind Arose from Matter
To go on and end up just to Natter
Communicate with other lost Souls
Before dropping themselves Goals
That never seem except the Path
We're all here having a bit of a Laugh!
© JustMe དཀོན་མཆོག་སྤྱིན་པ
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