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  • Writer's pictureAlex Antally


worrying is a privilege of the living,

and if I'm not living right now,

if I'm only existing,

what does that make me?

Not alive but existing,

like a torn flower that fades,

my petals are darker than yesterday.

worrying is a privilege of the living,

isn't it?

- Alex Antally 🌸

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