Life
Life is an enigma;
A shifting world cast in shades of black and white
A chessboard;
Every move a potential lapse into destruction
It lies before you
A shimmering sequence of stepping stones
Gilded in sunlight or shrouded in shadow
Lapped by the waters of Death’s tepid lake
Fate’s cool wind stirring burgeoning ripples
Striations of circumstance brushing against your timid frame
Nudging you ever closer to the last stone
The last step
The plunge into cold wet darkness
As you die
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