An Opinion of Life (And Reality)

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Roses are red,
And we are dead.
Sit with me
And break some bread.

Life is short,
Almost unreal,
Despite the pain we feel.

We must carry on
Just to enjoy our delusions
And their narcisstic intrusions.

Since we're equal in death,
We're equal in breath.





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