I stand on sand that shifts below me.

I sit on chairs with legs who are wobbly.

I live in uncertainty.

I live without agency.

If I’m tired I sleep

If I’m inspired I write.

Claims on my time aren’t steep.

A nurse to keep me upright.

A visitor comes weekly to mark my life.

The only element I’ve known is strife.

Only special doctors lay claim to my time.

And only a couple of friends that chime.

Uncertainty defines my thoughtful days;

No wonder I look forward to my nights.

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I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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