Unlike reality,writing fiction ...has to make sense... Simple observations about life in the form of short stories,poems and thoughts.It s about life and people. It's about you and me.
April 28, 2008
These are the times I guess,I think and I let it go,
somewhere one has to know,
which road to travel,where to turn
and when to stop.
There is fun in not knowing,exploring and discovering ad hoc.
We run against time at all times,when young -be old, when gold -try new. People just don't travel in the mind,stop evolving,the world is revolving.
Those who rolled with time,grime and blocks, have the mind bind in sands of time.
Be in now.enjoy the flow in row,keep an eye for the exit,
if you re lucky,you'll get it.
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