''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.''
-Herman Hesse
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In the end there is nothing that remains, we will be strangers to the world, our spoken words will be echos wandering through the air dissolving into leight wind breezes, hugging those we left behind and even memories are there to be forgotten, the severity will decrease and sometimes you even forget what is there to remember
what is left after our spirits leave, it will be empty promises we knew we couldn't fulfill but even so, even if there will be no ounce of evidence that we in fact have once existed in this world I know that my soul will find you in another, I know that even if we aren't meant to live happily ever after in this world there will be another that allows us to do so
and even if these words will probably lose their meaning alongside with the ticking clock and the increasing stars
I promise you now, in another life, I will find you and I will never let go of you again
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