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you sit on rotting wood with your back to the sun
and you can smell the smells of summer
in that little corner world
the smell of flowers and chlorine and cigarettes
the dryness of that morning
and it will kill you
God, you know that it will kill you
but you breathe it in deep
because a life of shallow breaths is no life
at all
and a life ignoring the things that bind us home
is a little empty
even if in the end they kill us
and surely a death surrounded by the smells of home
is no true death at all
and you can smell the smells of summer
in that little corner world
the smell of flowers and chlorine and cigarettes
the dryness of that morning
and it will kill you
God, you know that it will kill you
but you breathe it in deep
because a life of shallow breaths is no life
at all
and a life ignoring the things that bind us home
is a little empty
even if in the end they kill us
and surely a death surrounded by the smells of home
is no true death at all
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And this is life as a human being in a perfect summation, because we recognize the wrong but still commit it anyways. They say that acknowledging your faults is winning half of the battle but your line about shallow breaths slayed me to the core with its honesty and truth. Great piece!