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casablanca

To know someone,
to know anyone,
to know somehow
that it’s all going to be bad,
that it’s all going to be good
is impossible.

So,
take that sorry proper frown
and pair it with that half wit smile
and remember
from time to time
and time again
it gets turned upside down for a while.

Forgive,
let die
but do not forget
to live
and to try
to not let regret overwhelm the beauty
of the trial.

If i have learned only one thing,
it's that
our realizations only feel real
for one reason:

We knew them all along. We just find them in the moments when we are really living.

So cheers to
tomorrow,
and cheers to
the next.
You find those who mean the most
when they will walk you
in your valley of death.

So tears
leave your marks
of sorrow.
Leave my eyes red
and sore,
but i will always live till tomorrow
if you will always remind me
what tomorrow is for.

Our strength is our own
and alone
we can get by,
but, what’s the point
of living lonely
if we are all
alone
when
we
die?
Written by innileika (Silvja Weiss)
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