Life

Who are you? Who am I?

Is there a man up in the sky? Perhaps a she?, a them or they?

Is my conscience here to stay? Or are we born to wilt away?

Will we go just how we came? And will the world just stay the same?

If that’s so what does it mean? All this time spent in between

Do I live just for the day? Or get down on my knees and pray?

Is there judgement?, Or conclusion? Or is this life one big illusion?

Perhaps it’s not for me to say, But I hope we meet again one day.

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