|Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted August 26, 2018|
death & dying of the aged
Perfect Love Casts Out All Fear
They in this poem is not a particular group of hidden people (human beings) but the they without whom we have no life & no control of our human bodies as we age chronologically, the way that follows order, for life is a prescribed set of happenings, circumstances, & situations, that we have no real knowledge of or control.Pays one point and 2 member cents.
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