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Ruu 19h
Remember, the things that make you happy,
Don't have to make sense to anyone else.

That dream, as ludicrous as it seems,
Doesn't have to make sense to anyone else.

The world is a better place,
Once you make sense of it.
Once you put yourself into it.

So whatever you may feel, please accept it.
Don't apologize for it, because its real.

Even if you'll look like a martyr,
At least you made sense of it.
You faithful fool.
Ruu 1d
The more we lose in search of something,
The more our hearts reach for the stars.
Loving is hard, but life is meant to be that way;
We choose which hard to take, and I chose You.

Hopefully, wherever you go,
You’ll hear the same love song,
That lets me span the miles,
In search of the North Star, You.

Maybe the view is different, but
Once I opened my eyes,
I saw the field of flowers that
Rival the field of stars above.

What was once a dark canvas,
Became a spectacle.
It was love at first sight,
But it felt like the second time with You.

You may not see the North Star yet,
But I believe that maybe,
Certainly..
You’ll choose Me, where the stars bloom.
There's a world so full of life and freedom out there.
Take that leap of faith, for you.
Ruu 1d
Often times, we are left broken by the pier.
Weathered and Finally Alone.
With the only thing in front of us
Is this cold ocean.
And the thoughts that matches it's tone.

Sometimes, we are led to a road to nowhere.
But I went on this expedition.
with you so lovingly in my mind.
I wanted to make art, before we said our goodbyes.

To travel hopefully is better than to arrive.
That's the message that kept me believing.
That's the feeling that kept me alive.
No. That's the riddle to finally living my life.

I step forward, looking at this vast ocean.
You may no longer be there, bracing the emotions with me.
But.. I can feel you next to me.
Watching me, as we have hopefully arrived.
I relate with Gustave's struggles in the beginning of Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. Combating grief and loss, while navigating escapism is a journey that is so nuanced yet extreme for all. Regardless of what happens, I wish to arrive hopefully, for me and you.
Ruu 1d
Anxiety is an emotion I rarely feel anymore.
Maybe because I got my life together.
Or maybe because I played it too safe.
So when it comes, the fangs reopen the wounds.

I never was taught how to handle it.
I was never taught how to see it.
I was taught to remain silent.
I was taught not to help anyone who experienced the same.

It took forever to unlearn these things.
To be the voice I was hoping to hear from others.
To be the one to hold me as I wept away.
I want to be the one who could be there for you.

Maybe anxiety is my friend here..
The friend that lets me be a friend to all.
So while these feelings send me through a whirlpool.
Let me soak it in.. Let me turn this sickness into love.

If I could be the one who helps you fly away.
And take you to a place better than Neverland.
Then please, let me be your Peter Pan.
I don't want to let fear stop me from being there for me and you.
Anxiety is the message that this is something worth fighting for.

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