ExIsTeNcE

 



we exist,
we live,
we occupy
a position

and the years
are passing by
we get old
and we die

to eternity
we fly on
the wings
of our hope

and we
called it
our own
destiny





Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-02-10 at 00:10

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Esti D-G
Superb!
luvestix

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2007-06-16


whisperinvoiz
life painted as it is . any more to it? i guess not . pretty expression of existence. thumbs up!!!!

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2007-05-29