Warming the nights and days to come, until it recedes again to sorrow and despair. Hope would come as it would go, losing many on its track to fulfillment.

An I would wish that I would become what I expected to be, what the society, and everyone around me wished for.

For I am wanted to be a part of the cure, not the disease.

Cheers

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