I'm Still Breathing: Dead Language Gasping

These are the writings from a place of acceptance of independence, and singularity.
Celebration of mistake made, greatest lessons only ourselves can teach.
A bridge between letting go of our egotistical ideals and rediscovering common sense.
Inspired by faults in our eyes.
For whom, in a quest; a journey that is inseparable from a soul.
 
Nothing is lost. Nothing is given. Nothing is forgotten. Nothing is absolute.
... I'm still breathing