| Beat life down hard. Harder than anything else from any source of purest, deepest, and darkest place of hatred that you have ever felt. Kindness doesn't get rewarded as much as it should. The selfish are prided and countless are left behind in the darkness. Despite all this, kindness doesn't care nor feels the need to stop. It continues on with itself like the futile struggle between good and evil. We continue on this source of strength in all its great glory and light. This purity that seems as though will never cease to give us strength and hope. However, what would it be like if that source was to finally vanish without a trace? Would we be able to continue on without it? Dear lord, may that day never come but if it does... Have mercy on us all. |
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| The soul can only be torn up so many different times into so many different pieces after so many different repairs. |
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