Blood pulses, emotions flow we know not of what’s to come. None can see the future yet one thing remains clear. Our life is in our hands and we choose how to live. Be kind, courageous, generous and merciful. Spend the days soaking the sun and nights relaxed with awe. Never surrender your dreams or what may yet to be. For surely the best is yet to come, when we close our eyes and our souls soar like kites toward the heavens with arms wide open.
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A random poem and thought that crossed my mind and I just wrote it down.