overwhelmed
my hands were freezing, cold water became warm, and words weren't pleasing all was against will and norm. must I endure to grow? she didn't have to pursue, she didn't have to show, was it wrong of me to argue? i hope to find the end, unlike birds for the sky, unlike fish for the ocean, unlike humans for hope.
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