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Aug 2022
To build up your hopes every time knowing they will only be dashed,

There's nothing poetic about it really.
Just foolishness.
The worst thing is that it stings even more because I build myself up so high before every fall.

Its like when you realize you're dreaming, and before you can take control and make it lucid your own excitement awakens you.
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