Lecture Shaking

When we're told that it will the best time, we hope for it. Yet not until we get there, do we see the truth they boast. A lavishing life, of play hard - and work hard too. Yet until now I did not find that warmth, a trip or two later. A clouded head, a throbbing thrushed feel, swaying eyes. Maybe the last should have been left, shall I fall asleep instead.

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. maybe ...
. but then we can't predict the future ... and there's hope ...
. this is really well written ...