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life is but a cruel game where we live each moment always missing someone I talked to a Serbian man at the bus stop going home told him my mom died on the solstice this year the longest night that never would become day for her he said his died when he was 50 that he wept like a child then tears formed in his pale eyes though this game seems unfair that no one close to us remains we only borrow one another life is not a game played for keeps we exchange time for experience and life itself for memories
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 11:51 AM UTC
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life is but a cruel game where we live each moment always missing someone I talked to a Serbian man at the bus stop going home told him my mom died on the solstice this year the longest night that never would become day for her he said his died when he was 50 that he wept like a child then tears formed in his pale eyes though this game seems unfair that no one close to us remains we only borrow one another life is not a game played for keeps we exchange time for experience and life itself for memories
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 11:51 AM UTC
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