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One day

The wind will change
That’s what dad used to say
When I use to pull a face
Or argue with my eyebrows crossed
And now that’s what I will say to you
With the tears and the sad face
Don’t live your life in the past
Things will move and emotions change
Don’t drag your feet in the rain
Focus on the future
It's intangible and moldable
Like soft clay between your fingers
It only sets when you want it to

7 Jul 18

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Wonderful  poem  so many truisms
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