Spiraling downward,
am I spiraling upward
a consciousness still left to be tapped into
reality
it's fleeting
and still
my heart
it's beating
craving for another day
just another day
and another day
and
All the wonders
are filled with whys
What is life?
What is it to die?
And forever questions bring
answers
far
few
and in between
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