Fear nothing
On the shadows of half-lit mornings,
we realize that the things we are wonât necessarily fill us. Sometimes, even after we put all of us, the glass is still half empty. What we choose to fill this vacant space will eventually come to haunt us. Choose wisely, but fear nothing all things pass. There are worse things than empty rooms. Crowded places suffocate delicate souls. Use the space toâŚ
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