Grateful for this slice of life I am,
Unknown from whence it came, a mystery:
I'm told it is a karmic history
That's got me in this pickle of a jam!
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Perhaps life is but a dream, and death is our awakening. There are as many explanations as there are people. We all have our own ideas, and we choose the ones we are most comfortable with. But will we ever know the truth? We are a part of life, we die, and that's the end of it. I don't let it keep me up at night. I just accept it. A very good poem that stirs the imagination.
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Perhaps life is but a dream, and death is our awakening. There are as many explanations as there are people. We all have our own ideas, and we choose the ones we are most comfortable with. But will we ever know the truth? We are a part of life, we die, and that's the end of it. I don't let it keep me up at night. I just accept it. A very good poem that stirs the imagination.