#1049780 added May 18, 2023 at 8:14am Restrictions: None
The end.
I am. Each and every one of them had been affixed to the wall with a pin. I have always found solace in the unpredictable chaos of life. To me, it is like a beautiful symphony, with each note playing its own unique role in creating a harmonious whole. So, I toss in whatever I want, allowing the pieces to fall where they may. It may appear as a confused mess to others, but to me, it is perfectly orchestrated—a masterpiece. For a fleeting moment, they entered my world, only to disappear without a trace. Their intensity is glaring. I found myself unable to discern the direction they would take. When the final chapter of one's existence draws to a close, the particulars become inconsequential. As the final act drew to a close and the theatre fell into silence, I could still discern the faint melody of the stout soprano resonating within the shadows. What ensued was a sense of tranquilly for me—finally, it arrived.
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