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Because we die, we suffer. The impermanence of our lives, our loves, our endeavors leaves us endlessly searching until we die. The only way I know how to handle it is with defiance. Hold my head high and choose to live in spite of it all. I will suffer, but god damn it, this will be my existence and it will be full of what I choose for it. I will die, and I probably won't like it if I see it coming, but I would rather focus on what is in my control, not on what I can't... that would just leave me crippled and stuck in a meaningless existential crisis again. No, it is time for me to live.
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Innominate.
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