The game of life is hard to play

"Then suddenly you're left all alone with your body that can't love you and your will that can't save you."

Rilke's Book of Hours.

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"Didn’t you wake up feeling that you had no future? Didn’t you walk around drained of all meaning, without the right to even the slightest danger? Didn’t you have to promise, a hundred times, not to die?"

Selected poetry, Rainer Maria Rilke