And so,
It seems to me
That life consists
In this:
To enjoy
Or be miserable
(As the case
May be)
Until
The end,
Whatever
That is
Or until
one
Has
To go to
Wherever
One
Has
To
Go,
To do
Or
Not to do;
And,
All the rest
Is simply
Whatever
One needs
To do
To sustain
This fragile existence.
And from this, I feel, . . . such relief!
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