Living
to walk a tightrope, to engineer a train, to walk into a lions cage, to freefall from a plane
to ride the cyclone in coney island, to ride the bumper cars in rockaway park
to ride a ferris wheel at a carnival, to ride the carousel in central park
to captain a tugboat, to work in compressed air
to sail a boat around the world, to race a horse at a fair
to capture a moment with a loved one, to enjoy sex with the person of your dreams
to act out your wildest erotic thoughts, to skinny dip in a cold stream
to play poker for stakes you cannot afford, to hoist a few with friends
to do anything you love to do, that's living. The rest is waiting
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