I Am

I am not sure how

or why I am here but

I am

searching for a purpose

I am

Some put their faith in God 

some in man 

some in the hope that one day neither will be affirmed 

but I 

I am

I am here for me

I am here for sunsets and freshly brewed tea

stars and art and road trips in autumn

I am here for my sister, my friends

I am here, but I am not here for long

but now 

Now is the time to be selfish 

Now is the time to paint worlds where there are no endings 

Now is the time to make your fathers proud and your mothers happy

Now is the time 

and I am 

I am ready 

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