I Am Life.
This is life, hold on tight.
I’m a baby, a learner, a new beginning.
I’m a child, a pesk, a wandering imagination.
I’m a teenager, havoc, a brutal depression.
I’m an adult, a question, a start on life.
I’m aging, and fast. I’m a transformation.
I’m elderly, shriveled, getting on with it.
I’m life, I’m short, and soon I’ll be gone.

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