Word.

I sit here staring at the dark sky; I cannot stop but ponder about life.
So many questions; Oh! Where shall I start?
Then again, I have no answers for the lot.
Nevertheless, I repeat to myself, “Live with no regrets”;
For Life is short for too many questions;
Heed or not, it’s just a suggestion.

Sometimes staring at a blank screen and looking out the windows, opens ideas and talents you never thought you had. — Baby poet (Me!)

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