Who I am

In this life,

I often wonder

What I was before

I got here

And who I’ll be,

When I leave here-

I wonder on the rolling waves

The orange of a sun set

The electricity between

Two bodies, together,

The highs and the lows

Of the misery

And pleasure.

And I ponder,

What is the purpose of this?

So I carry on and try to change

A mind, a heart

Where I find I can

And hope that in the end somewhere,

I find the meaning

Of who, I am.

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