Truth

Shuffling feet.

Doubled over in pain. 

A shriveled gaunt man succumbs.

Succumbs to life.

Or rather, it’s end. 

As we trudge on.

Alive.

For now. 

Perspective defining our reality.

One moment flustered.

Another fascinated. 

Reminders of truth all around.

Reminders of the brilliance of life.

And too it’s striking brevity. 

It’s fragility. 

Returning to the NOW.

We notice.

This truth.

Again.

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