A Body At Rest

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From the moment our minds first comprehend the shapes and colors of the world, we find ourselves torn between respite and closure. Our physical bodies may crave deep rest, but it is the nature of our souls to engage fiercely with the unknown peculiarities of our future.
Desperate to unearth the how and the why of our lives, we rage against every mundane villain passing through our gabion walls. Sometimes silently, sometimes boldly.
But never without great cost or disappointment

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