
Whilst revisiting the past I can’t help but finding clarity in sadness. Meaning in tragedy. Beauty, in dark and utter ugliness.
Life itself is not a prerequisite for a vivid soul.
I fear nothing.
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Whilst revisiting the past I can’t help but finding clarity in sadness. Meaning in tragedy. Beauty, in dark and utter ugliness.
Life itself is not a prerequisite for a vivid soul.
I fear nothing.
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