A crisis averted...almost
And my dying continues
That's what life is, in a morbid way
Being born was the crisis
Yet I avoid death daily
I've tried to live with the specter of death hovering around
But that got tiresome
So now I just live
There are no real answers
Because there is none
But by all means necassary
Search for your truth
Whatever that is from day to day
Our only misery comes from our comfort
And good fortune
Yet I've cried
And I shall again
Tears of suffering
For that is life
For the same reason
So, I guess what I'm trying to say is...
Because you are god
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