youthful
I do not want to die, for it is much easier to believe.
Thus I breathe, when breathing leads me nowhere
Thus I speak, when my words disappear in the haze
Thus I think, when thinking brightens nothing
A mere replica of the bright.
A mere replica of God - the human mind fails to reach humanity, and I can't wait for it all to end
Such are the thoughts of a believer
A practicer of Life
A breather
Thus I breathe, when breathing leads me nowhere
Thus I speak, when my words disappear in the haze
Thus I think, when thinking brightens nothing
A mere replica of the bright.
A mere replica of God - the human mind fails to reach humanity, and I can't wait for it all to end
Such are the thoughts of a believer
A practicer of Life
A breather
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