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If he broke her, where would the pieces fly???

.........

This is the danger.
The overwhelming sense of doom, of the ever-present and constantly approaching downfall.
The fall-out. The inescapable failure. ZEMBLANITY.
Once you realize that zemblanity is the only road that you can go down, it is time to let it go.
Give it up, set it free.

Why limit your dreams to something that is destined to make your life miserable.
Out of a thousand possible opportunities, you set your eyes on the one that is out of your reach?
It's not even the best choice- you just happened to make it.
and you got stuck.

Better things are coming.
appreciation, understanding and chances are just around the corner.
And YES, I will pretend I am amazing
until people realize what I am all about.

There will be no pieces of me flying about.
(SOIT!)


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