Strange Life - Poem by Sandra Feldman
I have some ideas,
But they're all tangled up,
Feelings premiere, but are not way on top,
I am confused, Doubt's Runner-Up,
The more I Live, the more I Doubt,
No one will tell me, 'the coast is clear'
Nor why we live, nor why we're here,
So I'll go on, day in and day out,
Still wondering and not finding out,
What this Strange Life is all about.
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