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Friday, October 16, 2026

I.M. Organic Life Device

With every single breath, I'm reminded, this life is fragile
The system used depends on a biological organic machine
Designed by an artist, an engineer, a divine spirit and time
A work of art, a device, human flesh offers few advantages
Our existence can be a gift, yes, but one that bears damage
We live a span of days and rarely exceed the time awarded
This life isn't guaranteed, we can only try harder to endure
Kisses from beloveds, purring cat heals me in pure love
Life offers opportunities but costs and falls as well