The world keeps turning,
there always seems to be a need.
It spreads like a disease.
The moon shines clearly around the world,
giving light as a guide where our next
adventure will be...
Time is sacred,
moons have come and gone
Yet there is always a need to be heard.
Searching for motivation we bury ourselves
in our doings questioning our reasonings.
By soul, voice, or deed,
This soul is on a quest
In search of a feeling of contentment,
where others are benefit from ones givings.
And smiles are handed out freely.
Some call it inspiration,
others call it passion,
yet, it could be motivation for living another
day.
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