Final Piece

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    Final Piece
    Final Piece
    I'm looking,
    For the part that takes a time
    To fit into my hand
    Without the part I take a jump
    Not knowing where I land
    I'm looking,
    To just make sense of what I see
    To know that love grows old
    But age does not begin to see
    The part of what I hold
    I'm looking
    This part will end or make the life
    Of that which I will lead
    A part of me I didn't know
    Existed but I need
    Without it,
    I am a hollow, shallow shell
    I am the incomplete
    My mind will never work again
    I am the obsolete
    It is,
    The part of me that makes me learn
    To live my life as me
    The part that in my mind is my
    Soul for me to be
    Forgiveness
    I'm looking,
    For the part that takes a time
    To fit into my hand
    Without the part I take a jump
    Not knowing where I land

     
    I'm looking,
    To just make sense of what I see
    To know that love grows old
    But age does not begin to see
    The part of what I hold

     
    I'm looking
    This part will end or make the life
    Of that which I will lead
    A part of me I didn't know
    Existed but I need

     
    Without it,
    I am a hollow, shallow shell
    I am the incomplete
    My mind will never work again
    I am the obsolete

     
    It is,
    The part of me that makes me learn
    To live my life as me
    The part that in my mind is my
    Soul for me to be

     
    Forgiveness

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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