Faysunkle Fay's Unkle Poet Prose

Otherwise It's a Burden

She, life, is for living her, 
not for thinking her,
you have to forget yourself,
gliding in personal and 
societal  avenues, 
acting and reacting 
attracting and rejecting 
forgetting where and when 
was the start 
and where and when
it's the end. 
Live it like it's eternal,
die tomorrow but today 
plan what to do
the day after tomorrow.

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