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No matter whether we’re early or late, It's how we run, not bolt from the gate. Our life is not a horse’s race; Each has his moment, gift, and pace. Once on the Way, let’s walk it straight; And offer to each a measure of grace. I scatter my poetry around the social media; but should bring it all together. Another “should” ─ am on a roll today: I ought to move away from didactic pieces like this…
No matter whether we’re early or late,
It's how we run, not bolt from the gate.
Our life is not a horse’s race;
Each has his moment, gift, and pace.
Once on the Way, let’s walk it straight;
And offer to each a measure of grace.
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I scatter my poetry around the social media; but should bring it all together.
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Another “should” ─ am on a roll today: I ought to move away from didactic pieces like this one, but I'm still in the 19th Century. Maybe there's another person out there who is also a transplant from that era.
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