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En dikt med ankare i existentiella personliga frågor; jag valde att formulera mina tankar till en dikt.


Waiting around to die.

When living becomes the purpose of life;
why does it feel like a cage?
We are living throughout the feelings;
But the heart have no age.
Neither has suffering.

We are walking though life,
as if pilgriming for that special sign
But without having a clue,
of what is devine.
Beliving is mankinds greatest lie.

One may aswell ask herself;
Why am I waiting around to die?




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Publicerad 2015-04-23 22:55



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