Atop a mountain on this strange island. The view from here is gorgeous but also painful. This place has only grown more painful than ever, and now, split in two, it's like the past screaming to give up because I failed myself a long time ago.

So why am I still going on? I guess I'm just holding tight to a dream that hasn't died yet, and I won't let it fade away easily.

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