It is only in the deepest trenches of darkness and despair that any true sense of living can be found. It is only when we surrender to depression and isolate ourselves from all that disrupts, all that disturbs, and all that taints the purity of our senses that we can reach a resolution to go on. It is only when we listen to the right piece of music and close our eyes that we lose all words and simply know what to do. And it is only when we open our eyes again that we can find those words and make them our dear children, our treasured arsenal, and the harbingers of our actions.
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