Is this a test? It has to be.
Otherwise I can't go on.
What brings to me to this reality
I don't remember how I could agree
before, during, and after I could see
I am forced to be me.
Time is a dimension that we partly understand.
How strange it is to go back to the places we've been
To behold an altered familiar land.
Irreversibly changed by man.
Of what will I do now?
What's the point, I've been here long and well somehow.
I've "Had a good one" as they say.
When someone unknown says goodbye, in a common way.
What's different now compared to then,
there's far less fun to be found and zero plans.
I am humble and I have found humility.
I do not want, I only need.
Why does a human have both good and bad?
I filter out most things when I am glad.
I show those around me the happiness I have found.
Every day is a battle, a flag taken from the mound.
Outside it's too quiet, inside it's too loud.
The night fights for now have gone away.
There's no other point than to just go play.
I choice this life with no guarantees.
I honor close friends found around me.
I remember those that were true,
I exalt them on high as I take my view.
I challenge myself to live a more full life,
pushing the capacity and finding more strife.
I found the best version of me,
but I can do better from where I see.
I hum the songs and chime the bell,
what will happen now, only time will tell.
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