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Life

The sea isn’t blue, but it reflexes the sky.
Something has to live for it to die.
Many are given life.
Only a few are given a second chance out of gratitude.
Everyone wants to live, but no one wants to die,
So they spend their time never wondering what the sky looks like after midnight.

©️ 2021 Anita Johnson

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