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Feb 2015
watch as they sleep
they rest
as their lungs and heart continue
confused
puzzled as to why
why we try to imitate
death
when it's not their turn
when they have infinity to accomplish it
when time is bounded by their mortality
keep moving
keep going until you crash
until your lungs and your heart are no longer confused
but they find purpose in assisting
your brain to dream things that
will propel your tomorrow
hn
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