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12 Apr 2020

Stuck between life and death

Lies a gray, macabre area

Filled with people like me

Somehow caught between

Looking forward to the

Peaceful rest of death

And wanting to live

In the shimmering beauty of the world

Not satisfied with either

Living and dying are both hard

Near constant apathy besets us

Trying to find the will to do either

I’ll stay stuck until something

Pushes me hard enough to either side

Who knows when that could happen

I buckle in for the ride