[F E L I X F É L I C I S]

The pain that you witness is equal to the air you breathe.
It’s all around you, and you need it to live
Wind might be harshly trying to blow you off a cliff
Yet it might as well just try to push you into a direction that destiny wants you to head to

You cannot see air, yet it’s there
Nobody really sees
But that’s okay, because the ones that feel the wind are alive
And it might be a storm, destroying every thing you own and love
But in the end, all that matters is still there

That phrase must not be considered as something you can say to anyone
Because even if there is no wind
Even if you can’t feel the wind
Even if you’re not alive
The wind is still out there

And the wind, it might make orange leaves find their way to the ground
It might create waves that are slowly shoring into the beach
It might move little, rainbow-coloured windmills
And it will always do that

Even without you…
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