Between edges

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A road… just two edges and infinity between them. To step on the edge. To diverge from the road. To live, as if you’re immortal, is the one edge. To live, as if your death is inevitable, is the other edge.
Edges aren’t the road.

Let yourself be immortal. Walking on the edge. Stepping over the edge. Forget miserable time. Look at yourself without the world. Every your step, every your gesture, every your thought… immortality.
Edges aren’t the road.

Let yourself be mortal. Walking on the edge. Stepping over the edge. Take your final. Look at the world without you. Every not your step, every not your gesture, every not your thought… mortality.
Edges aren’t the road.

You don’t like edges. They’re dangerous. But if you deny edges… you deny the road. You learnt immortality. You learnt mortality.
You learnt… edges aren’t the road.

A road… just two edges and infinity between them. You go…

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