What do you make of life?
Life as we know it.
It holds us still and spins us around.
It whirls us back, and knocks us to our backs.
As I lay, I think on it; life.
It's a miracle.
It pushes us to become mobile in our world, in our relationships.
It makes us.
As we make it.
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