Feel the rhythm
Of ones feet
Treasures hidden
Underneath
Hear the breath
Of a new born
Unavoidable death
Soon to mourn
Live this life
For strings end
Cut like knives
Beneath the sand.
Make sure you live life right now, as it is, pain and everything. For you never know when they’ll decide to cut your string, leaving you in deep eternal sleep.
Painting: Les Hibernation Mélancoliques– Alexandra Levasseur
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