Live!
Just live, sometimes.
If not, always.
In death, we find
The meaning of life, engraved.
But it’s in life –
We find the whimsy of the dread,
The precipice of a grandeur,
A cruise of pain,
The path to peace,
If not, joy.
In whispers and sighs,
Within the breeze of the days,
The current raves.
Life, itself, survives.
Why, then, not live?
If not always,
Just sometimes.
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