For Whom Will Life Bloom
Life is a game
Life is a test
Life is an ever erupting volcano of pain and sorrow
Life is rigged
Life sucks
Life is a swollen breast nowhere for nurture
Life is impossible
Life is unfair
But just because life is limited doesn’t mean the open infinite isn’t always there
(written sometime during 2015)
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