Life of Living
Each day wondering what this is
Is it love? Is is work? Is it nothing?
The pride felt, the goals thought
Reality - a word no one can agree upon.
What's it for you? What's it for me?
Shades of Red, Green, and Blue... maybe I'm colorblind.
Seeing, Hearing, Feeling, Accepting, Hurting
Searching, Ending, Beginning, Opening, Closing
A tense
Tension from change and fear.
Oh, how each day, each word, brings new.
Only until end, ending is sighting.
That which explains living, lived, alive, life.
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