This
is all the life there is.
There
are no comparisons.
There
never was another,
Never
will be another.
The
sunlight on lined paper
Illuminates
the spider
Of
a handwritten idea.
There's
only this life or else
Nothing,
and all that I know
Of
nothing is forgetting,
Surgery,
and nightly sleep.
Life's
the sum total of life
And
there's no trading it in.
I
am just what I have been.
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