The skies are the limit

Half of what lies in my vision

I know,half I don’t

Faces I know smile and I smile back

They give me a hug and I hug back

Time to time I find myself gazing upon something unfamiliar

But still I smile back



Truth of the matter is joy and sadness go hand in hand

Two sides of a coin

That we hold in our hands

Flipping the coin maybe playing with chance

Nevertheless, it’s still the same coin you hold

The other side is still there



My limit is beyond what I can behold,

beyond what I can fathom

I find that intriguing

So I venture out from my covers

To see the puzzle called life

In new colors and a new light.


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