I do not want to fall
For anything not worth
Falling for, and I do not
Want to be on the top
Of the world if peace
Is where the roots are;
It may be my call to feel
The things I feel, and things
I have never felt,
For I do not want much
Out of life, but I still
Want the life to want me,
And I may have found
Some answers, but there
Has been a question left;
“If I keep living where
It never snows, how am I
Supposed to melt?”
©Aaysid
“You can’t reason with your heart; it has its own laws and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.”
Mark Twain
Nicely penned
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Thank you.
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Wonderful poem.
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Thank you so much.
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You’re welcome
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Amazingly beautiful, Aaysid.❤️
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Thank you so much, Grace. 😊❤
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Truly my pleasure.❤️
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Beautiful poetic words.
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Thank you so much. 😊
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Simply beautiful, Aaysid. One of my favs of yours thus far. Just lovely. ❤️
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Wow! Thank you so much for your kind words, Jeff.😊
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You’re welcome, Aaysid. Always! 🤗
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I love how your thoughts spiral into words. Fantastic! 🙂
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Thank you, Terveen. 😊😊
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So fantastic and powerful..!🤗
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Thank you so much. 😊
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You’re very welcome dear
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Amazing work!!! ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you so much, Eleanor. 😊❤
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You’re welcome, Aaysid 😉
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Wow. Love this. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you so much.
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