My Life
My life...
Is not one of strife,
But magic.
Within this mental illusion shared.
Detailed with meaning,
Everywhere.
And everywhere,
It is there!
Breeding in a sea,
That's of a vast cosmicness.
A precious gem.
Within a precious gem.
That's within and without...
Description.
This depiction,
Is nonfiction!
My life...
Has to be right,
For this time.
Or why would I find it,
Mysterious?
And dramatic.
With twists and turns,
Numerically graphic.
Perfectly mathematic.
Emphatically glad I am!
And ever so ecstatic.
Yes!
Created by creations created!
Doing this at its best.
To nest within the mind,
Of a divine ego.
On a mission uncontested.
You may call this experience,
Whatever you wish!
But this life that exist,
Is mine!
My life...
I find,
In this time given.
Will be lived.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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