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When your voice is drowning in an endless sea of chatter, and your life has been reduced to ash and sorrow - in your darkest hour, in your blackened thoughts, at the end of the spectrum, there lies the tipping point; the plunge into darkness or the ascent into light.
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Jun 4, 2022
Jun 4, 2022 at 12:21 AM UTC
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When your voice is drowning in an endless sea of chatter, and your life has been reduced to ash and sorrow - in your darkest hour, in your blackened thoughts, at the end of the spectrum, there lies the tipping point; the plunge into darkness or the ascent into light.
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Jun 4, 2022
Jun 4, 2022 at 12:21 AM UTC
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