The Irony of a Lifespan

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The Irony of a Lifespan

Who are we to determine who lives or dies? Who are we to play God with another’s soul?

This poem explores the possible reasoning behind the difference in  lifespan of the happiest and most miserable of people.

Birds in Winter

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