The day will come when I no longer carry the burdens of a hopeless
future, when my everyday fight won’t see the time of day, nor the
shattering of broken promises. That day is closer than I thought.
Humble brilliance is the only fight I don’t want to lose. When it
narrows down to one scene that can create ambivalent messes—life is
strange. I mean, I’ve become a stranger to its purpose.
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