The Cup Of A Life Posted on August 14, 2019 by rak Posted in PoetryTagged Life, Poem The cup of a life Is rarely full or empty Just as it should be Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
August 14, 2019 at 12:42 pm araykay says: True. It is what it is. It’s how we deal with it that makes us who we are. LikeLiked by 1 person
True. It is what it is. It’s how we deal with it that makes us who we are.
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It’s a balancing act.
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