Category : Diary/Journal

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A years growth,
oh how far I've come.
just rest for a minute
this time is done.
the world does not stop,
time ticks on.
oh weary am I
who have changed so much,
is it rest needed
or is this just a fuss?
is this change telling me to rest
or is this the past
clinging to my chest?
what to do?
what to do?
I suppose this will always be the question
for a wise man knows
that in all we know we know nothing.
pace yourself,
you are a masterpiece in the making
and must not rush.