Man’s Last Dance

We just leave those tall buildings behind us one day and walk until darkness covers the world. In the dark, we lose ourselves and we are happy to do so. Our convictions and peccadilloes fall down to the dirt along with our clothes. There is no past nor future, just motion. We stay in this motion until we fall down and finally succumb. This is how we end, a thousand cities dead and naked in the woods. It’s happier than it sounds.

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