New Poem: Between LA and SF

Sun Caressed

So why are you so heaven blessed?
Every day is sun caressed
Every day you find fulfillment
But you ask yourself, “What alternative?”
To live a life that’s meaningless?
Days filled with emptiness
Is that the way you would leave your book
On your last day when life is through?



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