My life as a mudskipper
Poems from little black book
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Hint
We all are gifted,
lifted from mud.
All we have visions
about wrong and right.
Someday you might understand -
You can choose your future
and forget your past.
Only this moment
will forever last.
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