Isn't life beautiful?
And startling, arduous, formidable
Also stringent, and yet gratifying
Now and again, in the mist of uncertainty
We live a blindfold existence
Driven by constant worriment
Issues derived by intrusive minds
Burring our sincere perceptions
And yet, life never surrenders
Pushing us to engender grace and praise
For the moments lived
For as we know, they will always be profound
And yet, short-lived
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