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Like a breath that must be taken.
So comes the next sunrise.
Every wisp of air that you wish to not breathe
Marks another day you'll se in your lifetime.

There is nore more dwelling on the here and now;
Such a place sannot exist.
Constant movement marked by constant struggle;
That is the only life that humanity can know.

A blink upon eternity's lashes are your forgotten steps,
Walking to find that final lesson only to lose it all and start anew.
A life's spark ignites brightly and fizzles out over and over.
The mortal coil; an unending flight of jagged steps.

No one ever asks to see the next tomorrow.
It is a burden that is forced upon the already misery begotten.
Ones pushed to sip on their own lifeforce to trudge on.
Those forced to fish their lives' streams to desolation.

From life's rise to the set of the same a wheel is spun.
Fortune becomes something that is dictated.
In a world of no control and ever-changing aspects
All are cursed with continuation forward towards oblivion and beyond.