After seeing Lyle,
And this small verse came to me.
It is beautiful, to me.
And,
I love my poetry.
What if we are,
But a dream,
Of Life’s reflection,
What it would be like,
To live, to laugh, to love,
As a human, Life does walk among us,
Living, laughing, loving.
Life is wonderful,
Beautiful,
Strange.
I love it.
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