WALKING THROUGH

enlight1In the event that I should die

Remember me and my troubled mind

We are not meant to stay

For we are just walking through

The butterflies flutter with glorious wonder

But who are we

That we are bound to the earth

With conscious minds that do not rest

Fools to think that we are special

When we are just walking through

 

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