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A part of my life.
Surely I am finished
am I born with holes
can I talk
can I breathe
the sight of seeing such a breeze.

The color of my eyes
do they mean such a thing
close to death
or nearer to birth.
am I already dead

as soon as I'm born
or do I die slowly
painfully through life
the life we mature through

The storms that approach
the lightning that stricks
The troubles of humans
left with out personailty.

Am I a carver by night
a sleeper by day
learning new things
through the tiredness I share
shattering my mind with controling people
the ones kept most secret
the ones who always lie

Soon I 'll be gone
yet it's so far.
The heart of any angel
the head of a believer
so, we are born and die
slower than we entered
to finish a task
the task of yet we shall never know.

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