Life and Death
Life is fragile.
We hold it in our hands but we do not own it.
We only carry it, for as long as we are allowed.
We forget how precious it is, until we're left holding only the memory.
We hold it in our hands but we do not own it.
We only carry it, for as long as we are allowed.
We forget how precious it is, until we're left holding only the memory.
May 2025
