• Death

    by  • April 5, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    How fragile live is. How horrible it is to let it all go, to realize that the moment cannot always be sustained. How hours of leading up, hours of sleeplessness and emptiness, rumination, meaning, can resolve into one powerful. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. For maybe this is not that moment, and maybe there is nothing to be lost after all.

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