What uneasiness lies in being loved. Osamu Dazai
In this brief circle that is given to us, Where time is measured in drops, Where talent is always limited, Lives in us an uneasiness that harms The peace of the soul, a knowledge That every human strength finally meets Nothingness. We cannot hold back Neither time, nor energ…
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