as he started to melt.
would he be philosophical
or bitter
about the hand he
was dealt.
would he seek out answers
that could not define
nor provide any solution
just trouble his mind.
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- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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