We leave behind places, moments and memories only to find ourselves feeling lost and confused of what’s to come. We tread murky waters and see with washed-out eyes, feeling displaced in a concept of time and space that is out of our ordinary.

But in those moments, there lies interesting strangeness gushing in newness, thrill beneath the unfamiliar, and a promising truth amid dissonance and uncertainties.

The light at the end of the tunnel isn’t there yet but it’s out there, waiting for us.

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no beauty at all
cause there’s no such thing as
sparks and fireworks
i believe there’s
a reason why
there’s
the concept of darkness
because when i look into
life, you know,
is it really worth it?