A life lived is
Confetti in the air
A slice of fruit that is so good
The taste will never be found again.
Knowing you are right and proving it
Wondering if you are wrong and avoiding it
Fighting for what you want
Or sitting back and watching it fade
Photographs posed for
Stolen walks in a park
Joyous walks on a beach.
Laughter in a theater
Silence by a river.
Airplanes, boats, trains and cars
Possibly a cart.
Collections just forgotten
Names and numbers swapped
I did nothing today
While someone somewhere
Did all the above.
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