What is LIFE?

Why do I always feel like I am unravelling?

I never thought I was made of thread and fibres.

Yet here I am, fraying at the edges as our mind delves deeper into the abyssal darkness of instability.

What is LIFE?

For me, my mind goes to:

But wouldn’t that be the answer if someone asked what LIFE stood for?

Doesn’t that mean that there is a different answer for this question of mine?

Who knows what answer might exist?

Who says the answer needs to be the same for each person?

Here’s to figuring it out.

I hope to find my own answer someday.

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