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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Don't let it go wasted

We come stand and stare, a rolling stone is all we see
Was somewhere now somewhere reckless and free
Spare me the agony and the violent spree
For I am nor I was and never will be thee

The green algae I can see clearly
So why this fuss
Why say a rolling stone gathers no moss
Show me which explorer discovered by sitting and thinking merely

Move as we must with the currents of time
Step we must forward take and never look back
Save for reflection and revery from time to time

Otherwise this life and our time is wasted
Like committing a crime.