With the shadows of trees
Making pretty dappled patterns
On a dusty road
Life almost seems a blessing,
Despite its trials,
A chance like none other
That i would brave
Just to see what it has to offer.
Even its sorrows
Are merely
The gift of experience that
Without a life
I would have no chance of knowing
Yes,
If given a choice
Between this life of heady ups and
Breathtaking downs
And a bland heaven
I would choose it,
This uncertain life
But only on a hot summer day
When the sun
Threatens to burn the
Hair off of my skin
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