Without Desire
Once again I reminisce,
all my days amount to this.
Am i standing where I'm meant to be?
Are decisions made, or are they free?
A fork in the road could go either way,
who knows what might happen today?
Tired I grow as time gets late,
do I leave my life to health or fate?
Do I write the book of life, or read?
Tomorrow, is it guaranteed?
Do not despair, or so I am told,
how can one dying be so bold?
Life I have found can be quite a thrill,
if it ended now have I had my fill?
This time around what did I acquire?
To seize the moment without desire.
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