Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Tout le monde: nous sommes pretes.

Taste the anxious pursuit for the weak to end;
a fear of sleeping the whole night through.
To feebly grasp and live on lost time in nominal days
is the medium for this messaging trend.

A third of the hours you live free,
and often the rest is misery.
What is the difference between living
and waiting for death?

Look to the owl.

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