He terrifies us,
Our saviour, death. He comes peacefully,
Softly in the cloudscape of sleep.
But he remains fearsome, and we can only see
Down into the grave, even though he leads us towards completion
From out of cover night, across
Into the land of discoveries.
-Friedrich Holderlin
This is so narcissistic.
I don’t want to go to sleep because I have to wake up and remember you’re not here.
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