How do you fathom human identity -- to comprehend the emotions & the complexity of an individual beneath the surface – where the heart unravels itself, unmasked by simple truth? I long to discover the tales of my land; the language that my tongue could barely speak, the whispers of the wind by unheard sobs in between those midnight reveries that we never seem to notice as our souls have met before, before Fate ever deemed it to be. Oh, but I have one request: breathe in the air as if it were your last, love as fiercely as you could ever endure for that is the essence of who we are so as I write, I will tell the world that you actually lived.
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