Poetry Project 2017: Day 58

Is there magic in the world?
Is there romance?
Is there love?
Is there longing?
Is there heartbreak?
Is there none of the above?

Oh Cruel life,
which leaves us cold.
Lonely humans,
growing old.
What do we have, if not magic?

Surely,
consciousness isn't it.
Surely,
self-awareness isn't it.
Surely,
there's more than pure biology.
Where's the magic?

I only know longing today.
Only heartbreak.
No,
that's a lie.
It's just...
I can never get enough
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