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Ive had numerous epiphanies,

i wrote them down in journals, old style no glare

Why do i share?

Dont lose yourself with excessive wordiness

death stands idly by while life gets enraged

each thing of beauty, its so hard to capture

We strive and in our striving we find beauty too

yet while all this goes on the world turns and soon forgets

so easy to lose sight of the love flowing through our veins

while decoys hide on stage

keep this here, turn the page

our glory, our age

imagine your life a story,

years from now, is your head held high?