History of the world,
Streams of information formulating infinitely minute changes
changes gradually made over the course of a lifetime
a lifetime which never ends
reflections of a generation
an exploration of change
a melding molding morphing infinity
for one minute second
I breathed.
I dont know why but with the Kenny Loggins I'm free playing and reading this poem I was put in a great mood. I breathed!! Thank you for sharing.
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