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Something cheerful, kind of

Because age comes to everyone,
And time is undefeatable
Enjoying it is the key.
Each minute spent is like a dollar spent
On the greatest purchase imaginable,
Life.
The only one we get.

A sunset poem

It is cloudy tonight while the sun is setting.
I can’t even see the colors.
They are usually red, orange, fire, and purple.
Tonight it is grey.
The Moon will come,
And soon, the Sunrise.

The Pilot

It wasn’t jerry’s fault,
He couldn’t have known
He always looks both ways when he crosses the street.
No one ever told him to look up.
The pilot made the decision.
One life against the entire plane.
Even if it was a boy.
The road became the runway.
Only on other person died, The decision would have haunted him forever.

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