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L'imagination connaît la force des mots elle crépite comme de l'électricité sur un câble.

i live for this cold—harsh reality, for a little light, and to burn. ／ to keep on burning, until i turn to ash.

it has been 𝓼͟𝐡͟𝐚͟𝐭͟𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐫͟𝐞͟𝐝͟ for 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 but 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 of my 𝘀͟𝗼͟𝘂͟𝗹͟ is being 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝.

sometimes we love with nothing more than hope．sometimes we cry with everything except tears．