Being of dust
Being in dust
The gap is what life consists
Being Alive
or feeling death
Not really a state
but a fact of the soul
Lonely are many
Happy are many
Yet lone finds a lone
and happiness seeks happiness
So weird it is
that man can't understand
that to live or to be dead
is the choice at hand
Being in dust
The gap is what life consists
Being Alive
or feeling death
Not really a state
but a fact of the soul
Lonely are many
Happy are many
Yet lone finds a lone
and happiness seeks happiness
So weird it is
that man can't understand
that to live or to be dead
is the choice at hand
How many roads must a man walk down until you call him a man....the answer my friend is blowing in the wind
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