What is life?

What is life?
That is the question
The mere possibility of
Existence can be swept away like dust

What is our meaning if
We're mere fictional characters?
Are our feelings just a script?
Do you even exist in this small world?

Even so we live on so that
We cherish what we have
Our fate and family is all we have
So we can forget the reason why we exist

What is life you say?
Well then, it is your experience

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