exist?

there is
always
a
way

my feet
walk

move

forward

backward
and
often are
rooted down

my hands
strive

thinking

grieving
needing/wanting
reason

but
finding
none

i wonder

if i have
lived

past

my usefulness
perhaps

i have
done

all
i can
or could

and now
must learn
to exist.

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