Change, Or Back To Stonehenge
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When winter relented
To say hello to spring,
Grey turned to green and red,
It gave my mind a wing.
Seasons change on their own
And wait not till too late
To kiss change on due date,
Change changes even stone.
Man rather in a pit
Gets frozen against change,
That seems to me no strange.
He last walked on two feet
From four the game to beat—
As ape his greatest feat,
But lost somewhere his wit,
Now on way to Stonehenge!
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Reflections | 06.09.16 |
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