We so much love life,
Yet death is all around,
Like a constant morning breeze…
Tag: death
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Make an effort…
Look at the abyss. Hold my hand.
And just try not to cry.
To the universe whispering…
(There was no anticipation for your coming to this void cosmos…)
There is no effort needed to be alive…
(Can you know thyself?)
Make an effort…
(At the end, to die!)
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Happiness. Unattainable happiness.
Happiness.
The goal of all humans.
We strive so hard to attain it that we forget that we will one day lose it. And on that day the whole world will look darker. And the rain will fall.
And we will cry.
And the only thing that will keep us alive, will not be happiness or the promise of a smile. But someone who will hold our hand and cry…
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