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Aug 2019
Waking up is always a mystery to me
Opened eyes, stretching out
Taking in the air we breathe

Alive, awake, in the sunshine state
Nonchalant, unappreciative of everything it takes

Just to be alive
Just to breathe in air
Body in motion, motor functions working
As to how?, I’m unaware

How many things must be in sync?
Like an orchestra conducting a symphony
Astonishing to think about
A truly remarkable feat

Each and every day
The machine,
The human body,
Regenerates, re-engages with itself

It conforms, adapts, is aware
Alerts us when in danger
But what is even stranger?
It’s neither here nor there

We still are flawed
Whether it’s in our conscious thoughts
Or ignoring all that we’ve been taught

All the signs are there
The loss, despair
Anger, bitter, unprepared

Emotional, pain ridden
But we prevail
We continue on to an inevitability none of us can escape

And we smile
We enjoy what is to be enjoyed
Because we know it is only for a short period of time that we are here.
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
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