Life

What is life?

Is it the way we act?

The way we view things?

Life is when you find peace.

Life is when you feel a sense of calm.

Life is when you live.

 

Life throws things.

Some of the things hit deep.

Others, just a graze on skin.

A few might be chucked,

while the rest are lightly chucked.

We get through it.

We always do.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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