behold
that which can ne’er be held
should we endure the morrow’s fate
prohibitive
beyond its wake
the stakes surpass
the sights unseen
through the looking glass
of broken dreams
in spite of truths
not yet revealed
in youth
abandoned
now surreal
since sentenced
to a random end
of living
life congealed
Max, or Not 
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It’s always very difficult, living life, not knowing where it’ll lead you, and sometimes, we just, have to wait, until each and every moment had, come and gone, to realize things about ourselves…
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