Existentially

Whispers of a poet's heart

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This is simply my life

For all its known worth

My brokenness and hurt

What’s done, is done

Life only comes but once

It could’ve been better

I could’ve been much worse

I’m not pleading innocence

Nor am I accepting full guilt

I’ve lived life in blinding dark

On Light’s most outer fringe

Whenever I fall, Oh! I fall hard

Like in love, I freely give myself up

Heart and soul, is all…I really am

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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