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Sometimes sadness is existential. It's what connects us, what keeps us caring for one another – that common awareness that we are frail.
Des fois, la tristesse est existentielle. C'est elle qui nous rapproche, qui fait qu'on prend soin les uns des autres – cette conscience commune qu'on est fragiles.

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The autumn leaves
blushing at the blue
crisp october sky
used to make me feel so high
so why,
why am I so sad?
why am I so sad?

I know that somewhere there’s a war
but not in my neighbourhood
not my bombs not my house
not my fire
just another log on the pyre
of what we’re willing to sacrifice
the tattered edges of a flag
given to a wind we cannot break
but I am safe
Oh I am safe

so why, why am I so sad?
why am i so sad?

There’s an old woman at the checkout line
she pulls a coin purse from her bag,
we wait in line as she unwraps a few thin bills
clutched in her hand like a treasure
it’s all she has
looks up to see how much she owes
We watch. She returns a can of soup.
But I am safe
Oh I am safe

so why? why am I so sad?
Why am I so sad?

i can still watch the leaves fall
but I’ll be gone before the tree dies
gone before the oceans rise
I’ll be long long gone