Inevitable Existence
Life is now and yet we cry
Unable to see the reasons why
Our existence is clear in our dreams
But unclear what it all means
We live, we love, we lie
What is it when we cry?
The ache of life's passion
To feel as though we're crashing
Through nights of cold and winds of peace
Slipping along in a fit of grease
Creations reborn, seasons change
Now is impossible to rearrange
Make no mistakes on this endless ride
Impossible happenings unable to hide
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