MY BROTHER
SHOULDERS A LOAD
Wistful it is how far the eye looks back; to see
from afar below or everything once missed.
Death and happiness, fighting together, both
waeve their carpet upon which we walk.
I can only steal from another that which they
allow. I can only give back whatever it is
they do not know about. The kernal of the
story is this : life your life well, for it too
is over as soon as you've started. Find
meanings in those subliminal things.
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