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then it was my timeand i was to recountall the things in this worldthat had value the trees came first of coursethen the lonely sunand naturallyi bragged again and againabout the guzzling seaand how its waves could even scorewith the deepest of sunless roots i named so many thingsthat there in the endjust as time … Continue reading
there will come a dayvery much like todaywhere you will pass it will be quite ordinarynothing will really changeand the other days will stomp onfor the other peoplewho will saywhat an extraordinary dayit was somewhere this is all that is leftall there ever was today today today todaydo not let it pass
what must i do? simply:endureendureendureand thenendure againfor the rest of my life including on that last daywhere i will sayi am not afraid of the deaththat endures for look how i enduredthe rest of itwith what i must do
this is the task give me your handsteach me how to forgetteach me how to holdthe unforgettable
how lucky we areto have bad days to know that if this isthe worst it will betomorrow can bebetter
why are you afraid of losingwhen you are already so lost nothing is owed to younothing is promised so know thatthough no one is here to helpfind the wayat least no one is here to hurteither lose oneself in oneselfeven if lostespecially if you are the only fear, really,is that after it allyou will findnothing … Continue reading
it was really simplewasn’t it do not shy away from joydo not shirk awayfrom the grand responsibilityof living your lifesimply and a littleirresponsible
if i amto leave youwith anythinglet it be this great loveleads togreater loss for with that truthgreatest of alli have actually nowleft youwith everything let it belet it be
soonit will be time to go and people will forget the softnessthat your eyes once nurturedand they’ll cease hearingall the hoopla you musteredand no one will recall the gleeof you announcing on a random dayperhaps on a monday like todaythatthis will be the daythat one dayi will describe as the days until, someday,perhaps on a … Continue reading
at besti don’t often say the right htings usually i put my left shoeon my right foot by mistake my body moves by itselfcommonly when sleepingand i jolt awakestartled by my own boisterous being but for a little whilei dreamt beside youwithout shoes or socksor anything reallyand it was right to sayi didn’t oftenfeel ebtter
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