For those that know

An explosion of imagination created by one, to begin
At the end, twas only fun,
To know is the end, finally over and done,
Played all the parts mother, father and son,
And knowing means going , to start it again,
Repeat, repent, rejoin and regrow,
Start searching again for what we all know.
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Posted: Jul 8

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