Where do we go when we reach the end what do we do can we even pretend

another life poem

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A poem about life and numbers

In the tree I lay Basking in the hot outdoors

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Sometimes it seems like we are all just tiny people under a microscope. Under observation by someone or something higher. Putting us to the test. Giving us problems and putting us through scenarios t...

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Poem about Anxiety