In the Exsistance

I think this is real. Everything thats happend.
This is my life floating in exsistance living on as I do.
It now seems so precious to me. Keeping something that I will and can always call my own. Something no one can really take away from me, not even at death. Though even so, I can't leave it so willingly. I'm living it with this one body, heart, and soul.
Everyday should be a day that I see; this is what I have, not all I have but what probably means everything to possess.
A life is too valurable to just let go. No matter how you feel about it. Everybody means something to themselves even a samll something.
Live in the exsistance.





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