Remarkably uplifted by glimmers of hope.
It is easy to get carried away,
especially by something that is so incredibly wanted.
Regret-less spaces are bounded by inevitable pain.
This has become so blatantly obvious to me, finally.
Effort is singular, I can't make anyone else put in effort; genuine effort.
So here I lay, reminiscing on the unimportant, hoping someday someone will appreciate this level of anxiety.
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