The trucks come forth
The buck that morphed..
Into negative land
Undesirable situation of
Rowing
Asking
Following
Cropping
Spinning
Finally to a close
Lying
Touched the sky yesterday
Burrowing now
Come tomorrow
I want to be ready for it
Whatever the form
Whatever the spirit
Whatever the way
Changing
Arranging
Reflections of my Life
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