Love is for the ones who love the work
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Now I let it fall back in the grasses. I hear you. I know this life is hard now. I know your days are precious on this earth. But what are you trying to be free of? The living? The miraculous task of it? Love is for the ones who love the work.
First read on the blog of Christoph Rauscher1
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Created: 14 / 05 / 2025 Edited: 14 / 05 / 2025
Topic: Poems