Where Your Life Goes [A Poem]

Pour forth, pour forth

It cannot stop.

Every minute, every moment.

You are pouring it out.

Where does it go?

Only you can say.

Only you can know.

Wherever you go, it goes.

However you move, it moves.

The incessant pouring.

What of you pours forth?

Of life ’til its end.

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