Reflections

Living while dying

And then sometimes, i just want to leave everything and just go off somewhere.. Not to escape, no. But to live. Out there, in nature. To just be alive. Not to go on a travel or an adventure, not to pack bags and go, but just leave.. Just leave, and feel life alive, out there in everything.. in the cold, in the hot, in the nights and days, in the hunger, in desires, in trying to survive, in barely able to breathe, in throwing off the phones and internet and all types of connections, in trying to find a shade, in trying to find something to eat, in not giving up on surviving, in just being alive..

~ To live on the verge of dying. ~

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