You loose, you loose a pencil, your keys, a button,
you loose your thoughts, your mind,
you loose an argument, a war.
You loose all the time,
you loose minutes, hours and days,
you loose youth,
you loose sight of what is important.
You loose,
yourself in people´s expectations,
your identity and nation,
a love one;
with age, with sickness,
with hatred
and fear.
The feeling of loosing,
the sinking feeling,
the hopeless feeling
of loosing and been
therefore lost,
in your own body,
in another place,
in another time.
You loose,
you have lost already.
The day will come
when you loose your
most precious possession.
You will loose and others
will loose you.
It will be a sad day.
You gain,
gain wisdom, friends,
opportunities, experiences.
You gain,
weight, beauty, wrinkles,
the ability to embrace it all.
You gain,
recognition, reassurance,
fame, wealth, health.
You become
resilient, a fighter,
a soldier,
an oak tree,
a marble statue.
You gain
certainty that there is nowhere and no one else,
you rather be,
you have to be,
you want to be.
You accumulate,
an ocean of thoughts,
and untapped dreams.
You gain power,
to manipulate,
mold,
hurt,
heel,
encourage or discourage,
create or destroy.
Use it wisely.

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