A life lived in fractions, fraction of a life
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A tiny bit of space to call our own
A house, a room, a corner, a bed
Ever shrinking space we can call home
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Craving, yearning for someone’s love
A moment of affection, a fleeting touch
Wishing it would last longer, an impossible forever
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Striving, struggling to make our mark
A verse, a sport, an office perhaps
Yet the game earned is just as easily lost
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We are flirting with life really
A dalliance with what can be
Feeling like a fraction, apart from the whole
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So claim your space, your voice, your words
Add up your numbers,
Mind, body and soul
And feel the adventure, the fullness of whole
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