On and on into this disallusion so many call "living", I've found myself taking in the sweet breath of air day by day, just living for the present. Regret must lose it's grasp after a while, because one's mind cannot seem to hold on to something for eternity. Dreaming in reality is the indolence I've found myself upon in the past few months. It
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