Looking for beauty in things
The cost on the tag
Sets the joy it brings

Having more than the other
Seems to be the goal
Continuing, we gather

Onward reaching, we grasp
From one to the next
Today falls to the past

Until we are at the end
With no place to go
Empty time we spent

Stoic Poetry


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