Real life

Real life

is neither the work

nor the time spent waiting

in between. This the sacrifice and freedom

Perceived, No, there is now more to it

that has ever been, due to congruent moments

and minutes passing. Because the real exists,

not at the sign of initial belief, but at the time

and place at which you realize that,

your life truly began at the

instant of being, to be

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