Ray Boorman


Is life but just a silhouette?
Shaped yet not structured.
Are we here to fill in its void?
To join its outline to its centre,
to create a mass which is ours
then are we judged on its whole,
or the parts therein that have made it so.

Is life what we make it?
Is life pre planned for us?
Or is it just a lottery of luck?
You can live your life to be the best that you can,
but if you make one bad choice in life or make one
silly mistake it is usually that mistake that you are remembered for.
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