What
what is life to you and me
what is it that makes us be
what keeps us here and lets us grow
what leaves us with a yearn to know
what lets us feel and hurt and heal
what lets us churn out some endless spiel
what makes us think and breath and blink
what watches as we die and shrink
what feeds us lies and drinks our cries
what makes us fail until we try
what is it here that makes us stay
what keeps us living each year each day
what is it that we inevitably feed
the thing that cuts us deep and watches us bleed
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Poems for the few
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