Spiritual life

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Spiritual life

Living the spiritual life in this wonderful world,
today I actually enjoy the sound of the car running through the rain,
the cold breeze that sink deep inside my soul; not only does it emptied me out inside
but it also endure peace and happiness
for a brand new day to finally begin...

Thank you God for giving me this wonderful life.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

Subhania’s Poems (4)

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