Life
Life doesn't belong to any of us
It passes by,
unfathomable
It flows through our fingertips
Encapsulates us, satiates our spirits
Graces us with swollen ankles
And delicate skin prone to wrinkles
Copyright © Elisha Jackson | Year Posted 2025
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