A mind can be changed.
A war can end.
A heart with time can mend.
Life is ever changing.
Things are never exactly the same twice.
Though it feels like an endless loop, constantly jumping through invisible hoops.
But dont ever look down or you'll fall with no net.
Because Life is a game that you never have met.
Yet we are breathing can that really be called living?
We feel the pain like a fiery poker and the blood runs like a winding river
But still can that be called living?
Or is that merely exciting...
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