Thursday, December 31, 2015

re: solution



This is the way of time:


Every year is made the same--
a pieced-together work
of given days
   and hours
      and minutes
         and seconds.


No more, no less.


Some will be good.
And some bad.


How I choose to see
is up to me.


How I choose to feel
is entirely in my heart.


What I choose to do
is all that I can do.


This is the way of my reality:





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