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Artificial lights mask permanent darkness, worry lines permeate the sky; our blindness has made us lose our yellow brick road. The rabbit hole is closed for repairs, and the population is stuck with the silent reality of our ignorance, our naivete toward the slowly emerging maw of complete loneliness.
There is hope in humor, however; the darkest of hearts have been purified by a passing joke, an act of unselfish love on another's part.
There is hope in humor, however; the darkest of hearts have been purified by a passing joke, an act of unselfish love on another's part.
This was made back when I was really bad, and I am getting a little better. I hope I can learn to hope soon.
© 2012 - 2024 CianTheBard
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This is really nice, I love your word choice. The last line is really nice as well. You don't learn to hope, it just comes to you. I'm sure you'll find it soon. 