You keep looking and looking, until you find the light that makes you live, but then you realize that is getting darker, because it's no longer here, it's going away, and now you don't even now what happened to that light, the one you would live and die for.
Nothing is fine now, the ground you walked on has gone. The light you were following is further, it's hardly seen. You don't know if it will come back someday. You cry, every single night.
Nobody sees it, because you are now in darkness.
Close your eyes, maybe there's hope. Dream hope exists. Then... die. Because once you said that, you are no longer needed. So go away because you couldn't do it, you will never do it. You are nothing.
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