Name of Game....

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United States
September 17, 2016 7:21pm CST
There comes a time For you For me To tell the world That we are free We can manage easily Whatever comes our way Illusionary fields they be Trip us up so readily Unless awareness Name of our game Mine it is Yet I too Have moments when It strays away Then indignities Fast they fall
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@innertalks (4486)
• Australia
18 Sep 16
It's nice to see you adding poetry here carolan. I like this site too. No moderators, your writing goes live right away, you can easily edit your own work, and you can write something quick, and easy without spending hours on it, if you just feel liking writing something.
@Shiva49 (13838)
• Singapore
19 Sep 16
Well said Steve. At my age this suits me fine! siva
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@MattMeng (3271)
• Hangzhou, China
18 Sep 16
Nice picture and nice poem.
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@Shiva49 (13838)
• Singapore
19 Sep 16
One false step is enough to jolt us to reality that we are eminently fallible. We can never afford to take our eyes off the ball. We are just human despite occasional flashes of the supernatural. Keep them coming Carolina - siva
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