Unbeing Dead Isn't Being Alive.

I think I pay a cruel price for the life I dream to live and the clouds above us are our conscience sorted in motions, to awaken our mistakes and the truths of our lives to our eyes.

For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it is always ourselves we find in the sea.

Self About Ask
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