poem

precious life. give me strength.
give me what i need, give me what i greed.
when the sweet rose falls off the cliff of sand,
you would be there to catch it. to watch it fall.
over time to be engulfed by the sand that holds.
let this life last.
i have everything. so do we all.
what more we need. what more we greed.
one sees another like the darkness.
the beautiful night with your sparkling stars.
sparkling like the bubbles in wine.
rising like the morning sun.
over the blue oceans and the green pastures.
precious life. thank you for what I have.

-Deadduck

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