[ Moya lyubov– Russian, definitely. This shit is so stupid.

Charlie bristles visibly at the nonsensical way he strings his thoughts together, that goddamn giggle again. Who does this guy think he is, exactly? ]

Your question... You mean, when you asked what living deliberately means? You have to keep reading the poem, wise guy. You can't get the meaning from one line alone. How about you give it another shot?