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Life helps me think


I had to sit and figure out

what helps me think without a doubt

I finally started to realize

What helps me think without despise

I think about what their life retrieves

and I think about what they believe

I think of how they live with food and breath

and it makes me think about their death

I also think about plant life

how taking in the sun can just be so nice

I cant forget how the animals survive

how they work hard and with every stride

The earth also has life

It spins on its own from day to night

so when im asked how my thinking manifests

I think of life at it's worse and at it's best.

 

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