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This life is sheer nonsense (Other) by Prince of Void

Since I’ve reflected This life is sheer nonsense I’m always looking for something That could be somewhere I don’t know But I will get it somehow In some times That’s too late For the time of what I want That pierced the future To the bleakness of sense To the possibilities of impossibilities That I’ve been infected I'm holding inside the terminal disease That I was born with That I have to live with That can be last second I m breathing in this air In this temporary peace It seems nothing just despairs

Dovina 22-Mar-07/3:16 PM
I know a man with spina bifida. He has suffered 45 operations and has never walked. He lives in pain. He makes me laugh; he asks how my cold is coming along; he discusses philosophy and science; he seldom complains. That's his choice. Your choice is yours.




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