So, I know what existence is to me
Quiet days of solace in gratitude
Mouths of uncompromised self decisions
And only one alarm in the morning

Though, something in the afternoon with you
I have thought of what existence could be
Challenges of encouraged adventures
Both of us scared, trembling, and learning

And, fearlessly filled with much more to see
A day of all of what life can offer
Lofty dreams of an existence of we
To revel in our own dispositions

Yet, existence by my own fallacy
Quiet challenges of revelations.

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