Poetry

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It’s a strange time
With each and every rhyme
I wake up the same
How is life a game

I take a look around
Guess what it is I found
It appears ever clear
And no, it isn’t fear

What shows most isn’t fame
Nor is it their given name
But the fact they carry around a lot of shame
I’m not the one to blame

The facts remain
There’s much to gain
But loss comes at a great cost
People wanting heat are caught in a frost
Wanting to be saved from their burdens, but their lost

We don’t choose birth
But with it we’re given worth
Some have said they want death instead
When success awaits, if they could control their head

Surprise, it comes and goes
The life we live, no other human truly knows
We’re all over the place in what we choose
Just always respect others and then you’ll never lose

Breathe in and breathe out
Blink your eyelids with or without doubt
You can continue to scream and shout
Or get focused to pursue the appropriate route

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