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Hey, if you’re reading this, chances are you’re not in that good’a place boy.
Just remember we’ve had our hell time after time, and no god showed us mercy. Yet we've fought.
Yknow, every time you feel lonely, look up at the night sky.There might not be a god, but you might not need one. Remember to breathe the cold air and to shake off the little flocs of rust from your awe at the world.
You’ve never been weak for feeling, you’ve never been an idiot for loving. Truth be, people be taking advantage of anyone they need, and yet you‘ve soldiered on, with no hate to whomever, just trying to get out people's laughter and smiles.
You might not be anyone's world, and they might forget you once you’re gone, but for all that’s sacred you shine.
You might not receive that thing you’ve always dreamt off. That “so-called-love” shit all seems to live for. But for sure you gave it away.
And if making the world brighter isn’t worth the pain, I don't know what else would be.