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Oct 2022
It is taking every piece of strength within me to keep pursuing my business on earth.
If I found it in me to want to keep trying, the Earth will find a way to swallow me, still.
Either way, it seems, I will always have unfinished business.
Is it more tragic then, to take things into my own hands, or moreso for wanting to live and then being struck by unhappy fate in the midst of my work?
And do I pursue tragedy?
Yes. I do.
So here I am, mustering all the will I can to keep trudging.
So we shall see how far I can tread this path.
winter
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winter  21/Non-binary
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