To Exist
By: Devin Cade

Time has a way, to waltz to the bitter ends of your mind.
And tragically, we not knowing;
have sense not enough, to know we’ve arrived.

Arrived at the pinnacle
of who we really are.
It’s reaching into the night,
opening your hand.....and seeing a star.

It’s the one feeling,
furthest from your mind
which commonly floods our dreams
of this covenant divine.

It’s the security
while you sleep,
an apparition of sorts,
whispering as you fall, "Not too deep."

And as we wake
with reality as real as the sun,
we venture our day
as it was meant to have begun.

And strangely we feel different towards the day,
	"Remembering last nights reminisce."
We see how life truly is a fragile art,
	only dared, To Exist. 

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