What we are Given
by Cyril Wong
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We cannot ask for what we had already received;
Time, desire, guilt and loss.
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What we know about the self is
What we have promised ourselves to believe,
before doubt sets in.
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Eyes take apart each other's faces to find the parts that mirror us
Look at the woman at the far table.
Or the man peering out a window without loneliness.
How unlike are we on the inside?
Here you are, Happiness parked somewhere on the way here.
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Why not now?
Why not bring that coffee to your lips this instant for a sip,
this moment all you may ever own,
followed by the next,
and then the moment after that?
Save its heat in the cup of your hands.
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Smile a little to yourself for what you have not lost.
Love your life.
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This star

Ever Shining
Ever Trying
Burning Passionately
Burning Wildly
Being its best

Its time
Ever running
Chasing after it's destiny

Destiny Determined
Diminishing into eternal darkness

Life is all but a brief candle,
Burn as brightly and beautifully
Light up as many paths as you can.

*Utmost importance: Not leaving w/o leaving your foot print in the sand