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Jul 24, 2023
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MY NEXT LIFE
MY NEXT LIFE
These last five and sixty years
Mainly tears and little laughter
Yet after all this time, I’m sure
That more of this I don’t deserve
A curve in the direction of time
To climb up to the higher plane
And again, I shall wonder why
If I cry, nothing seems to change
So strange, the next life beckons
And reckons I am due a break
At stake, my long held dreams
It seems they may become real
I feel ready, and willing to see
And be grateful for my next life
— Twizzle48, Jul 24, 2023
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About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
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Lavender
2 years 12 months ago
My Next Life
My first read of this was that it was fairly deep in content, and it is. But reading a few more times, I feel almost at ease, accepting. There seems to be a peaceful feeling after a struggle. Intriguing.
Thank you,
L
Obadiah Grey
2 years 12 months ago
hey look!
jiggly bop
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