I've always considered my vitality a facade and that I am truly existing in limbo, phlegmatic amongst all other dead things

If I told you the truth, even if it was unrealistic, would you believe me and disbelieve them all just for me?

I ignore all the people who
want me because I
have to be loyal to
someone who may
not have done the same for me

فَلا جَزِعٌ إِن فَرَّقَ الدَهرُ بَينَنا
وَكُلُّ فَتىً يَوماً بِهِ الدَهرُ فاجِعُ
فَلا أَنا يَأتيني طَريفٌ بِفَرحَةٍ
وَلا أَنا مِمّا أَحدَثَ الدَهرُ جازِعُ
وَما الناسُ إِلّا كَالدِيارِ وَأَهلُها
بِها يَومَ حَلّوها وَغَدواً بَلاقِعُ
وَما المَرءُ إِلّا كَالشِهابِ وَضَوئِهِ
يَحورُ رَماداً بَعدَ إِذ هُوَ ساطِعُ

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