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Oyster
When you are young, full of expectation,
Bright-eyed and hopeful of all things to come,
Everyone tells you the world is your oyster,
Break free, don’t depend on your dad and mum.
Then decades later you look back on your life,
Reminiscent of all things that could have been,
Regret inevitably gets under your skin,
Comparing what’s yet to see and the seen.
Time finally shows you who is the boss,
No paths left to tread, no races to run.
„Oyster is your world“ is closer to truth,
Most things will never be seen nor done.
Style / type:
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Rosewood Apothecary
Wed, 2022-10-12 05:06
It is one way of looking at it
However. It is true that one can crack oysters an entire life and never find that Pearl. That’s the other half of that cliche, the half they don’t tell you about. Listen it’s not the pearls, it’s the cracking.
You might have a Pearl here,
Tim
Jack W. Stanley
Wed, 2022-10-12 17:10
Thank you Tim,
There is truth in your words. Let's keep cracking.
Cheers,
Jack
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