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death in life and life in death, coming and going, and endlessly flowing
it's strange how such a small life could easily entwine and change the lives of all it touches, for better or for worse
but even knowing this, we chase traces of those lives our entire life, not knowing where we'll be led
the end of the trail is always the same, and even knowing this we chase
even knowing that it still brings tears in the end
but even knowing this, there is never any regret, and the chase continues on
with every laughter and word spoken, traces of life are left in the air, on the ground, in your lungs, in your eyes.
the traces will never be gone, and the people who follow them even moreso
like a chain, we chase each other's tails, neverending
until we can meet again.
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