22.07.23
The world is a market scale
With everyone trying to find balance
Before the checkout bell is rung
And the sands of time spill
Like water from a cloth wrung
Peace, joy, wealth, health, thrills
All in store next to sorrows
All for sale, some for borrow
Death is the ultimate bill
~RC
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Poetry365 days of poetry A/N This is a continuation because Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit on books and the year has 365 days. Please do find the first part.
