Life Is Strange

https://poems.culturing.net/2025/12/life-is-strange/

Once more, with feeling, summoning
all of my gusto, let me proclaim
my indifference, standing atop this blurry precipice
in some shade of gray. What more can I say?
Life is strange, and it has a strange way
of deciding for itself, no matter what we say.

doubt · identity · time

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