Poetry in Motion

Life is fiction
Writ large.
This web of plots
twists, turns,
Catching us prepared and
off guard,
Destined one day,
Free the next.

Our stories are told
to us and
Written by all;
We choose how and why,
Sometimes what,
But never how and when
it begins and ends.

We are stuck in a
Struggle that we try
to write;

A struggle that we try
to control;

A struggle in which we write
Poetry with action.

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