All my life, I have strived
to turn in pink, that was blue
First, I tore my life apart
And then I attempted to sew
In the midst of all, I failed
To live those moments few
Which were rare and precious
Couldn’t be bargained in Lieu
Time to live up will come later,
That will be way different & new
All that mattered was running hard
dreaming of pink & making it true
Alas! Running came to an end
The only conclusion I then drew
blue or pink didn’t matter
until I realized Why did I live?
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