The Test

Maybe life is but a test,
an experiment,
a set of obstacles. 
Maybe someone somewhere is taking notes.

We are given a starting place,
a situation.
Here, see what you can do with this, 
they say.
How on earth do they expect us
to make something
out of nothing?
How can we be expected to keep going,
even against the odds?

And yet we do.
Every single time.
Our whole life
is making something out of nothing.
We have the remarkable ability
to keep going
even when the odds are stacked up against us.

Maybe someone somewhere
is amazed.
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IsabelleRose

VT

18 years old

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