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it was breaking, piece by piece, everyday. until eventually, there was nothing left to break. the pieces became too small to exist. there was nothing, and so there was nothing to lose. but even worse, there was nothing to give.
they say when the tide pulls you out deep into the ocean, too deep and far for you to handle, you have to swim parallel with it until you reach land. you cant turn around and try and fight against the waves. you'll drown.
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