Life you mystify me,
you make me wonder all the time,
where is my reason,
to go with my rhyme,

What do all these 
lessons mean?
Am I stagnate
am I serene?

Am I to ponder 
yet some more,
what's to happen
what to abhor?

Is the lesson
to just live,
to save myself,
or just to give?

Maybe it's learning
how to go on,
knowing unspoken
words are gone.

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