We live, in a sliver of infinity, we can’t escape, and we can only do so much, we can try to help each other, make the world better, but it can only go so far, do what you can, for those around you, each passing moment must happen, but all that is, in this place, the shadows, the possibility, its reality, still exists, and there’s so much of it, we do what we can, but as ghosts, at most, we can only burn faster, watch the movie, rewind the tape, and do it once more, again and again, haha, but sometimes it’s not that interesting, all that you are, you don’t have to participate, in all of it, if you truly wished, your spirit could pass freely, a better world, a road to walk on, a home, relax, go to sleep, follow the attraction, worry, or rest easy, a place where you belong, seems to always be, around the corner…

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