How We Live On

Can one really tell our lives?

Are they possible to describe?


To list blatant truths

Find the subtle lies


Remember, record, and all in between

Should we do it ourselves?

Or leave to others legacies?


Yet either way a bias comes

Outside or inside, no man can stop it.

Even an outsider finds an opinion.


So can we? Can we tell our stories?




But only as Stories

This poem is about: 
Our world


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