Life Means


Each page consists of a million words
Within a book of endless means
Through rigorous seasons
Only to have a mixture of descriptions
As winter may become the warmest
And summer seem to freeze
Instead of spring bloom
Could ultimately be the flowers' doom
Any given chapter may draw a blank
As the wise lead to begin a new one
Knowing it wasn't an end
But always a to be continued.

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