A Short Time
Things come, and things go.
People are born, and people die.
The morning dawns, and the darkness leaves.
Friends come, and friends go.
Partners come, and partners go.
Love comes, and love goes.
Hate comes, and hate goes.
Nothing lasts that means anything.
Only the eternally blessed souls last.
poem by Regan Galloway
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