Seems our lives do hang
On such a slender thread:
As we navigate the seas of
Work, food, Love/Sex... sleep;
Trying mainly to... 'Not Be Dead'!
But the tricky part is,
What floats there on that
Ocean just inside of our Head:
In this wild, wooly Day Dream - Vivid,
That sometimes (often)makes me so Livid!
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