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Was there ever a time,
when life was, OK?
I am uncertain,
and know not what to say.
Life's great journey,
may blow hot or cold,
but uncertainties,
will never grow old.
A Comment by Carl
Well said Jerry!
A Comment by MFish
Thank you, Carl
A Comment by Yelena
The life of mort
A Comment by Yelena
The life of mortals is like grass. They flourish like a flower of the field. The wind blows over it and it is gone. And it’s place remember it no more.
Psalms 103:15-18 (NIV)
