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Life Laws
Soft paws hide sharp claws.
Pretty purr and twirly tail
carry tooth and nail.
Karma calls for fall
if all not rose and cherry.
May mine be benign.
Death slipslides best,
though seldom here, always around,
not lost, just not found.
Hunger’s the habit
gets you hooked on money work.
Am I man, or rabbit?
Sparrow rents no sky,
pays no seed on the ground,
rather plays around.
Let love be the grace
weaving your life to her lace,
make you your own place.
Clean sheets, clean body,
new made bed – my Zen to when,
here flow now follow.
– Smith, 2.13.2014
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