Valor Vitalis

Every day with breath is a win.
One loss coming, when death clocks in.

Just a smudge on all horizons.
Birth to death; where life’s the hyphen.

Each step taken leads to that scythe.
There’s no hiding; no freeing writhe.

Seems a curse meant to crush us flat.
Yet, we bravely live knowing that.

Still, everyday not his is good.
Hope for tomorrow? Knock on wood.

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lbstowe

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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