Life is not proof of a thing
We are families by love
Existence is no test
The curse of death is universal
But for the one who saves
Our beings protected by angels
For we play a visceral
Flesh born game of chess
I am sorry for my readers who do not read French, but as it is a statement about multiple deep ideals, and Albert Camus and others similar speak my soul, I let their language express what I mean, even if it is poorly worded, as French is not my first language. And when spoken it is barely understood by me.
It isn't meant to express that I am of a higher intellect or morality, it is to pay homage to my family, and to my faith and my human life philosophers.
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