Eternal
(poems go here) They say good things never last,
that they only exist in the,
moment.
I disagree
They
They say that once you
squeeze the last
bit of nectar
out of the
bag
:
:
It’s gone.
I don’t really accept that
.
.
Live
They say nothing is permanent.
I believe the exact opposite
In
They say that when something is done,
it’s done, that you can never go back.
I say better late than never
You
And we can go on
And on and on and on and on . . .
And this debate will never end.
Exactly.
Just like life . . .
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