Questioning everything that comes my way!
What is it that’s making me restless,
a feeling of impending doom.
An emptiness…
a pall of gloom.
I see things slip by
no control, no power
If that’s how it is to be;
why are we called
the makers of our own destiny?
Is this how we live…
going with the flow?
Or try to change the course,
by giving it a go!
Soans Rezones 
Beautifully expressed ❤
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Thank you! Glad you liked it.
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We are always placed exactly where we need to be, to change.
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Your sentences leave a trail of thoughts long enough to be put together as a full blown post. Keep an eye out for one!
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As long as they bring some light and peace, i’m happy 🙂
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