A had a good laugh when someone asked me “Why do we have soldiers on the walk?” I replied , “For fighting our own kind” The man in front was bemused and shocked.
Lolling on the sofa, sometime, I recollected an old memory How in childhood, I played those jigsaw games I believed all pieces were discrete only to be joined later Regardless of their varied qualities and names.
People say we get better with age When referring to rapprochement, we learn Life offers us its own uncanny lessons To fathom the desired and then yearn.
You need not summon Hercules To unite the adamant Earth The boundary is what pleas to be swept To defy our evitable dearth.
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