rudimentary

when you are alone…

YOU CAN TELL WHAT LIFE IS. TO LIVE AND THINK ABOUT DYING. TO FULFILL SOMETHING SOMEONE WAS PRYING. TO BE OR NOT TO BE, JUST ABOVE THIS LINE. LIFE HAPPENS IN WAYS, BEFORE LIVING, THERE IS DEATH. PEOPLE YOU MEET AND FORGET, ARE PART OF YOU UNKNOWN TO YOURSELF AND SO YOU ASK AND GIVE. THE PAST IS WHERE YOU LIVE. FOR WHEN MEANING OF LIVING BECOMES DEATH FOR YOU. You become yourself.

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