The Philosophy Behind.

May 3, 2017thoughtsmeenas17

I like to swim,
float, I cannot.

I want to run

race away, I dare not.

I wish to jump,

leap, I try not.

Could be the Law of Nature.

I contemplate.

What would it be?

I explore.

Destiny overrides

I conclude.

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