the cracking sound from the joint of
my middle finger on my left hand
still persists.
i wake and find myself still alive for
another day
this life has not yet given up on me
do the gods listen to fools like me?
even if they do not listen we must
keep them entertained
will this life ever be perfect
of course not
in spite of this
how beautiful it is
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