Kindred

Shouldered by the things that we could never understand, we live each day like tomorrow’s waiting for us patiently. We understood what was nothing when we hugged a dear one and felt no comfort. No remorse. That was what it was to be. We say the right things to fast forward the days. No more regression. Always regrets. C’est la vie.

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