Meant to Live

Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside…
-Switchfoot

Loss

At the temple there is a poem called ‘Loss’ carved into the stone
It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out.
You can not read loss
Only feel it…
-Memoirs of a Geisha

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