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The precipice of change.

If there is no conflict, there is apathy. Apathy is death.

The great contradiction.

Where the individual goes to die.

My final days are coming, and that of the republic. Yet, I do not feel fear.

F**k the heavens.

After all is said and done, what comes next?

Sailing to find you.

If only she had missed but once.

The concert no one knows is going on.