Sisyphus

Everyday I'm struggling,

everyday I push forward,

but the stone is rolling

back and not onward.

That is life.

The sea will drown us all,

our deeds our loves,

everything will fall,

and all will be as it was.

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SantoRedentore

Just getting into this..

Follow me in my thoughts and reflection. I will also try to rhyme. Sometimes.

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