Sometimes you wish the worst happened to you so that for a second, life would stop being so monotonous and that you could, for that one second, have something to complain about.
When there is no one there to remind your senses that you are still extant and that it is, in true cognizance, the greatest gift of all, you forget the sorrows you escaped and wished that the feelings you once felt would enliven the need to survive and to succeed. To the Jos and Nics, you vowed to never let back into your life, here you seek and hunt them in a last effort to dwell in high spirits.
Perceptions long passed over, resurface and take you back to when impossible did not exist.
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Why can't you let go of the dreams you had? Of the passions that were yet to come ?
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