not life, the noun

living, the verb

is what

i'm learning

where i'm leaning

it's good to be understood

every once in a while

it's good to sit under the stars

in the freezing cold

in a t-shirt sharing a cheap cigar

in front of a fire

talking about somethings

that i actually care about

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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