We.
We dream of tomorrow, but tomorrow is not coming. We wait for the right moment. but the right moment is now. We run from the stage, when we must perform. We walk, when we must sprint. We seize the day — to not be haunted by the night. We drink, not because we want to, but because we're thirsty. We do things because we have to, not because we want to. We have a map, forced to follow — the given directions, not our own. We perform the dances, to appease the crowd. We wish to make our own moves, our very own. But we can't. We can't. We don't Because we're forced to follow the river.
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