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     Life is going, going, and gone to what seems no return and then it pops up!Life is here, there, everywhere smothering us with its grasp.Life lifts us up one moment and drops us the next.Life can be quite scary then delightful!Lifes many travels can make us weary, though all the more miles brings more smiles!Life is mine and then no longer mine to dictate! Life is crazy but worth every moment! 

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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