How do I sleep when the walk of destiny requires awareness and courage? How else could I think when thoughts are all that fill my internal storage? Only the dead can escape this reality because, in this realm, the drifts of life are a certainty.

In-depth, the best treasures are found, so in the dark is light born. Everything has become a race, so to live, we have to identify with a race; it's madness without a trace. I have tried to escape the burden that comes with thoughts, yet not even words can shut its doors.

We can only find what we seek and only understand what we see because life is like the sea, and only those who dare to dive into it find what lies in its depths. Life is a stage, and patience is its steps, so live without regrets.
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