Today is my birthday, a good day to write another poem. This poem is generated with a combination of random thoughts.
Passing days
Swooshing pass blissfulness,
Became contentment,
Come of age,
It is another phase of life.
Song is getting faster,
So is the dancing,
At the end of the song,
It is all good.
As if stepping into a new world,
Alas! It's only another year passed,
So what, I said,
It's a whole new day.
Live it,
Embrace it.
Passing days
Swooshing pass blissfulness,
Became contentment,
Come of age,
It is another phase of life.
Song is getting faster,
So is the dancing,
At the end of the song,
It is all good.
As if stepping into a new world,
Alas! It's only another year passed,
So what, I said,
It's a whole new day.
Live it,
Embrace it.
Passing days,
Still the journey goes on.
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