We die in pieces, breath by breath

We rush through days, we chase the years, deaf to the wind, blind through the tears. The sun still burns, the rivers flow, but caught in loops, we never know.

We die in pieces, breath by breath, afraid of life, yet fearing death.

Milestones fade, yet still we run, forgetting stillness, where all is one.

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