I never want one single individual to hold so much meaning,
cos importance = power & power leads to corruption.
but why do i still ache.
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- jeannieakajingyi
- Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
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