Shapeless Mold
Feb 6, 2022
Free for me to fill
Free for me to mend
What a blessing it is to live
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It’s no strange thing that we worry about life
What’s there to come
What’s happening right now
What has already passed
Yet, every so often, the thoughts suffocate us,
To the point that we overlook that life is just like a shapeless mold,
A blank canvas, giving us the freedom to shape it, to color it,
In any way we want
Isn’t it great to have all that power?
