where is that elusive dream? happiness, freedom, meaning? i'll never find it hiding like this in the dark. but i have searched, and have come away scarred and tired. i'll face it again, the world, the unknown. i'll start tomorrow, always tomorrow.
it doesn't let you hide forever, always changing, shifting around you. you find yourself exposed, and all the best spots taken. so pretend this was your idea, a spark of life burgeoning forth. go on, go on, you can only fail, and all the novelty has left that long ago.
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