Many things exist
that we are sure of
how and what they are
like the kind of food we eat
or the fancy goods we wanted
Yet, somehow
along the way in life
we stumble on the unknown
or obscure things that happened
which we are uncertain what they are
Sentiments are expressed
from within the heart we own
triggered by inspired emotions
stimulated by innate environment
as we react to what we see or feel
Love or hate often just occur
in inappropriate or unexpected time
when we are most sensitive or expectant
to respond towards our inanimate existence
Life is mysterious
No one can phatom
the intricacies of survival
what lies in the future I can't tell
for I do not know nor foresee tomorrow
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