The sun still rises.
The birds still sing
and the trees still sway.
The rivers still take it's course,
winding and twisting it's way
through the earthy ground.
And life goes on.
...
Bad things will happen to you.
It's unavoidable.
But it'll be alright.
I promise, dear.
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Perspective
PoetryHello reader! Just to let you know, this isn't really a "book" but more of a place for me to speak my mind. To pour my heart and thoughts out. This is a safe place for all people. I sincerely hope that you enjoy my writing! Now, let's see the world...
