Realization Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Realization



There are times I sit and wonder,
how would lfe be? If I never met
you and you, never met me? Of
course, nothing would remain the
same. I'd still be me, but I'd have a
different name. It's hard to fathom,
how life would turn out. I can't quite
picture it, in my mind. Everything I'm
used to, no doubt will change. It's an
eerie feeling, I find. Which brings me
back to realization. No one, knows
exactly what lies in store. It's up to us
to make it or break it. It takes a lot of
work, like anything else, when you get
right down, to the core!

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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