And it's like time has stood still,
And you don't know what it's going to be like after,
So, what is life until,
That moment, and what is that moment, too?
Where is it you are residing?
Or, perhaps you should just appreciate now,
What you are experiencing.
And when the time comes that it's all in the past,
You can remember that you were once,
Someone completely different than who you are now,
And that in identity there's no permanence.
And it's alright,
Life is full of these little things,
That make you question what it's all about,
And makes you pray for no endings.
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