Politics.
The game, so dirty, I do not want to play. But here I am talking about it. Here I am trying to enter it.
Love.
The most painful yet fulfilling encounter. I drowned but then I rose up to struggle and survive. Indeed, it healed and changed me.
Passion.
So easy to say yet so hard to act on. Maybe, because of the fear of failure or to love again.
Conviction.
Like saving the world or humanity as our superheroes opted. But life is a cruel bitch. It throws obstacles that dares you to push through.
Pain.
Above all is the fear that keeps us alive. The sole reason of existence. The reason to live. The thing we so ardently fight for.
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