Duane

Life

“Stuck on this ball spinning round and round... One day born, another drowned. In between we search our best... For love, for comfort, for happiness. In this attempt we sometimes find... Ourselves caught, intertwined. Dreams when young, then fears of old... Fill our days as life unfolds. This we must all endure... Till that day that shall come for sure.”

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