Unexpected thing's

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Unexpected thing's

When I think about it awhile it all makes sense
From the moment we are born,we are born dying
We keeping getting older, growing,and learning
Soon we have gone thru most of our life ,and its almost over
You look back you realize that this is it,no going back
No amount of Plastic surgery can take your real age away
It's your body that's giving out not your face
Live everyday like you are dying and treat people good
Take every opportunity to let people in your heart
Because tommorow you could be gone and then it's too late
Don't Forget to have fun along the way,instead of wishing you'd done it
Learn and grow from your mistake's,instead of repeating it
It's ok to be afaird,everyone is at one point or another
Your never given more then you can mentally,physically or emotionally
handle


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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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